THERE IS A JOURNEY TO GOD...AND MORE OFTEN THAN NOT...IT IS DONE BETTER IN A ROW BOAT THAN ONE OF THOSE BIG FUCKING THINGS THAT IS AS LONG AS A FOOTBALL FIELD...YOU CAN TELL YOU ARE GETTING CLOSE BECAUSE EVERY STEP OF THE WAY , PEOPLE INCREASE IN VALUE AND YOUR CLAM SHAPED SWIMMING POOL SEEMS LESS AND LESS SIGNIFICANT .
AND ONE MORE THING...AS YOU JOURNEY TO THE DIVINE...GET YOURSELF A RACCOON HAT...BECAUSE EVERY FUCKER OUT THERE IS GOING TO WANT TO SHIT ON YOUR HEAD...AND DON'T WORRY ABOUT ITS PRICE...THE RACCOON SURE AS FUCK WON'T .
ROW THAT FUCKING BOAT , YOUNG HORN-DOG...ROW UNTIL ETERNITY IS BURSTING OUT OF YOUR MOTHERS EYES...AND THE MIDNIGHT WHALE SINGS YOU A LULLABY .
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