Onee, eerst moest ik jullie nog een citaat vertellen.
> "[Blabla lang uitleg-verhaal over een eerdere gebeurtenis]"
< "Funny story. Sounds unbelievable. Probably true."
> "S-so, what, you mean that's it? I'm clean?"
< "Clean? You? ..searched your house, before you got back. Knew you wouldn't mind. Found illegal drugs."
> "ILLEGAL? But I don't use drugs! Listen, if you're planting evicence.."
< "Laetril. Phony medication. Made from apricot pits. Outlawed three years ago. Illegal."
> "Oh, COME ON. You're not serieus? Look, I heard maybe it didn't work, but when you're desperate you'll try anything. Please don't confiscate it. I have cancer."
< "Cancer? What kind of cancer?"
> "Heh. Well, now, y'know that kind of cancer that you eventually get better from?"
< "Yes."
> "Well, that ain't the kind of cancer I got."