Thoughts. I Have Them.

Jerry: I don't know it was weird. Crazy printing. I don't know who it was from.
George: What do you think it's a bomb?
Jerry: It's not totally impossible.
George: Oh the ego on you.
Jerry: Why can't I be bombable?
George: Who's going to bomb you. An airline for all the stupid little peanut jokes.
Jerry: I suppose you think your bombable.
George: Hey. There's more than a couple of people that wouldn't mind having me out of the way.

I rarely enter my bathroom without peeling back the shower curtain and expecting someone to be there waiting to chop me up into bits & pieces.