send lawyers, guns and money...
i arrived home from work to find a package waiting in the kitchen and my room-mate laying on one of my couches while inspecting his penis for mysterious venereal diseases...
'what's happenin', dave?' i asked.
'nothin' man. hey, have you ever had to go to a doctor about red spots on your penis?'
'nah, man... not me. never,' i replied as i opened the package.
'whoa, it's arrived - 'breakfast with hunter', baby... fuck yeah.'
after watching the movie, it's importance is very hard to understate - every h.s.t fan should buy and watch it immediately... the footage of a young thompson during the 1970 sheriff's election in aspen is worth the price of admission alone.