That reminds me of this old co-worker I had at a retail store and we'd get fucked up after work sometimes. This one time we were tripping and he told me there was a girl out there for him and he was going to get her, so I was like, okay. The next day he didn't come into work because apparently he saw a girl in a window that night so he broke into her house to get at her, and ended up fighting with her father and getting sent to a psych ward. Anyway I prefer the Kelly's Roast Beef at Revere Beach.