Because no one can catch the motherfucking fox.
C'mon Pudge. I'm teasing. You have to be tough. I didn't know how bad it was-- and I'm sorry, and they'll regret it-- but you have to be tough.
Pudge, my friend, we are indefuckingstructible.
So why don't you go home for vacations?' I asked her. I'm just scared of ghosts, Pudge. And home is full of them.
. . . But there's always suffering, Pudge. Homework or malaria or having a boyfriend who lives far away when there's a good-looking boy lying next to you. Suffering is universal. It's the one thing Buddhists, Christians, and Muslims are all worried about.
Well, you know, Pudge Rodriguez, obviously is as good as it gets.
"And we'll call you. . . hmmm. Pudge. " "Huh?" "Pudge," the Colonel said. "Because you're skinny. It's called irony, Pudge. Heard of it? Now, let's go get some cigarettes and start this year off right. "
It is worth it to leave behing my minor life for grander maybes -Miles "Pudge
