Want cheese w/ that whine, which kind swiss or provolone, buddy got killed cause he wouldn't well enough alone. Now there's one gone and 2 left, no way else to survive the duo's committing to theft. New knew this would be the kind of life they'd chose to accept, knowing the depth of the consequences not blind to the fact that they just might do time. Yet hopeful as they wait for a light to shine, a roadway to be paved, don't have to be with gold; just enough cash to last past the time they get old. Cause right now they're in the low class of society placement, living broker than a 30 yr old in his mom's basement.