No-one could ever understand our bizarre relationship because that was your intellectual frigid housekeeper.
Especially when you'd be going to bed with one chick at night and I wake up in the morning and find another one there, screaming at me.^LI asked you what the fuck that chick was doing in your bed and I walked in and you weren't with the same one you were in the night before.
Oh, I'll never forget that, as long as I live. That house where you had your shit all over. And we had a cat, it had fleas and we had lots of crabs that we proceeded to give to everyone in Laurel Canyon except for Elmore and Phil, because they were too sick to ball. Elmore has a mentality of approximately one peanut, possibly. As a matter of fact, I can remember Elmore telling me that he really had a lot of talent, but he didn't see how anyone could ever make it that insisted on saying FUCK on stage. And he used to drive by in his gold Cadillac and peer in the window. 'Cause he never could get over the United Groupies Status that, that you had and he didn't. Possibly because he is 50 years old and ratchet.