Three tomatoes are walking down the street, poppa tomato, momma tomato and baby tomato. Baby tomato starts lagging behind and poppa tomato gets really angry. Goes back and squishes him and says, “Ketchup.”
I’m thinkin’ maybe it means you’re the evil man, and I’m the righteous man, and Mr. 9-millimeter here, he’s the shepherd protecting my righteous ass in the valley of darkness. Or it could mean, you’re the righteous man, and I’m the shepherd, and it’s the world that’s evil and selfish. Now, I’d like that. But that s*** ain’t the truth. The truth is, you’re the weak and I’m the tyranny of evil men. But I’m tryin’, Ringo. I’m tryin’ real hard to be the shepherd.
Boxers don’t have an Old-Timers’ Day. You came close, but you never made it. And if you were gonna make it, you would have made it before now.