Sometimes there's a man... I won't say a hero, 'cause what's a hero? But sometimes, there's a man – and I'm talkin' about the Dude here – sometimes, there's a man, well, he's the man for his time and place. He fits right in there. And that's the Dude. The Dude abides. I don't know about you but I take comfort in that. It's good knowing he's out there.
I saw a Irish Setter from Quebec hanging out at Canadian Hole, and his hair was perfect.
The Exocet Cross III 104. Always smooth, like Keith Stoned.










