Okay, okay. Jeez, I lie in the floor in the fetal position, crying and clutching a bottle of gin to my chest for a couple of weeks because my house isn't selling, and everybody's all "Where's Jay? Where's Jay?!"It's called a nervous breakdown, mutherfockers! Look it up.
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Jay, when I find myself wanting to spend a lot of time on the floor in the fetal position, crying and clutching a bottle, I try not to make it gin, as it is the most diuretic of the alcohols, and getting up to go to the bathroom kind of kills the mood.
Catheter.
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