“Here’s What’s Going to Happen, Nathaniel. You’re Going To Smuggle 10 Kilos of Our Cocaine Onto the Mayflower Tomorrow, and Then Somehow Convince the Captain To Make a Pit Stop in Miami. We Clear?,” Date Unknown
“Betsy, When I Said ‘Stripes,’ I Didn’t Mean HORIZONTAL Stripes. Ugh. And Is the Background For Those Stars…DENIM? I’m Going To Be Physically Ill. This Isn’t a Flag. This Is a Star-Spangled Dumpster Fire,” 1917