כשאין מה להגיד מצטטים.

Rome is burning he said, as he poured himself another drink. Yet here I am knee deep in a river of pussy. Here it comes she thought, another self-indulgent, whiskey-soaked diatribe about how fucking great everything was in the past. And how all us poor souls born too late to see the Stones at where ever, or snort the good coke like they had at Studio 54, well, we'd all just missed out on practically everything worth living for, and the worst part was, she agreed with him.