Did he seek you out?

[Go on running to somebody to lean on. The old man went to the supermarket, he can't judge. Larry now props an elbow on the bar.]

I never said that shit could stop. I never put a stop on nothin'.

[Except for worrying over how much black cock the kid could take. Or refusing to be choked or choke or....He shakes his head.]

Fuck, man. I got the feeling that if I said no now, it'd be a swift stop up ahead. All that bottled up---whatever's gotta go somewhere.