Cornmeal, gunpowder, ham hocks and guitar strings!

CJ tries to use a Doggy Dinner Bowl look on me, saying, 'Pete, I can't let her see me like this, she'll think I'm some kind of pervert. You gotta meet her, say I'm sick, really sorry, all that shit.'

[…] Did you know that my husband came home intoxicated? Mrs. Brown laughed. Oh, not so bad as that, surely! Only a little 'screwed.' George was 'quisby,' too. But then its Christmas, you know.

Niles Nelson, being duly sworn, deposes and says: I am by occupation a seal hunter, and part owner of the schooner Annie.