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Dec 13, 2006

R.I.P. Peter Boyle (and Frank Barone, Wizard, Clyde Bruckman, Frankenstein's Monster) · by Rafi Kam

Look, look at it this way, you know uh, a man, a man takes a job, you know, and that job, I mean like that, and that it becomes what he is. You know like uh, you do a thing and that’s what you are. Like I’ve been a, I’ve been a cabbie for seventeen years, ten years at night and I still don’t own my own cab. You know why? ‘Cause I don’t want to. I must be what I, what I want. You know, to be on the night shift drivin’ somebody else’s cab. Understand? You, you, you become, you get a job, you you become the job. One guy lives in Brooklyn, one guy lives in Sutton Place, you get a lawyer, another guy’s a doctor, another guy dies, another guy gets well, and you know, people are born. I envy you your youth. Go out and get laid. Get drunk, you know, do anything. ‘Cause you got no choice anyway. I mean we’re all fucked, more or less you know.

Comments for "R.I.P. Peter Boyle (and Frank Barone, Wizard, Clyde Bruckman, Frankenstein's Monster)"

  1. That’s gotta be the dumbest thing I ever heard.


    — Jay B    Dec 13, 06:52 PM   

  2. lol


    — Rafi    Dec 13, 06:59 PM   

  3. His advice to Travis Bickle is some inspiring shit. Gonna miss this guy.


    — Train    Dec 13, 08:27 PM