And there goes your opinion of how you think I should live life. Yep. Bullshit down the drain.

If you need to find your way back home when you're lost, just remember all the things you crossed, and make the first the last. Get it? Now go on home. Bring Mama that quart of milk, stick of butter, and a loaf of Wonder Bread. And a gallon of milk. Wait, quart of bread, stick of butter.