before he can gamble he has to drink his wife's piss

We had such high plans.

We were gonna get married, we were gonna have ****.

And now, now he's just gone.

You've got to move on, Tabitha.

I know he wouldn't want to see you sitting here moping over his death.

But I know him, and I do.

We've been friends since ************.

He'd want you to raise a glass, have a party.

Hell yeah I do.

He'd want you to get right back in the saddle.

God, this is fucking weird.