Brilliant. Just dance on the memories of the dead & dying, creep. I won't even ASK if he has any shame.
"It's New Orleans, man. We're going to celebrate."
'Brilliant. Just dance on the memories of the dead & dying, creep. I won't even ASK if he has any shame.'
It's either 'eat, drink, and be merry for tomorrow you die' or 'Nero fiddles while Rome burns'. Either way it's sick.