for brooklyn (mitch)

i feel somewhat responsible for your three broken ribs. if i hadn't asked you to get the italian volcano juice from cosco and you hadn't gotten it and then having related that, followed me and cop to pebble beach, you wouldn't have fell   . i remember that day, cop and me went merrily swimming and you vanished and i thought dang that mitch just disappeared, and you were unconscious on the below the parapet with princess. i'm really sorry, man. when can i get my juice?