Ship's mast

 

-You know, a bar offers all kind of things other than alcohol. 

-Hmm. Really? Like what? 

-Women, nacho grande platters, the fellowships of fascinating individuals like Warren here. Alcohol is just a lubricant for all the individual encounters that a bar offers. 

Jungle Julia: Jesus Christ, Shanna, it is not my fuckin' job to supply y'all with weed whenever we go out.
Shanna: Whoa, whoa whoa, little lady, you're gettin' angry kinda quick, doncha think? I was just teasin' you!
Jungle Julia: I'm not angry, it would be nice if y'all didn't just count on me all the fucking time and surprise me every once in a while with pot.  

 

The woods are lovely dark and deep, and I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep. Did you hear me, butterfly? Miles to go before you sleep.