I won’t go down that alley.
You know I’m claustrophobic.
That alley looks like a vertical waffle maker.
Might as well ask me to take an MRI.
Yes, I only live once, and it’ll end right now in this alleyway.
There will be rats. I can feel the Pied Piper coming.
I see crashing waters sweeping us away.
Ali Baba and his 40 forty thieves charging down upon us.
You’re right. I have gone too far..
I’m going back to the Hyatt, spending the day at the pool soaking up the sun
with a giant gin and tonic.