Come up, table. Table, come up.

On the phone last night with La JJ, who's in San Francisco:

"I was thinking of getting a tattoo of my friend Legs Malone on the inside of my left arm. Wouldn't that look nice? Then I can get a tattoo of you on my right arm. I can show everyone, and tell people 'These are my friends!' And then when I slit my wrists I'll be thinking of you!"

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