“hmmm, let’s bring my pregnant GF to a club opening in LA. and i’ll get hammered.
sounds like a plan. what could go wrong?”
And then get up Sunday morning and attend mass at the church I built myself because I’m more catholic than the pope- with children who I raised under strict religious rules.
I’m sure it’ll have no affect on them whatsoever.
I’m sure that’s what he’s telling himself.