Big Carl.

Still a stone badass after all these years.

Hammered or not, I wudda said, "Now you better be on your way, Mr Eller".

He's been driving around all fucked up for years, He wouldn't have hit anybody.

And you finish your shift without all them knots on your head.

(Did he get that snazzy lookin' orange gettup in the can, or did he go out like that?)