He'd been eating them for years, all different sizes, and this time was the time the time bomb went off.

They're like time bombs. You don't know when they're gonna go off.

He like, (choking sound), and I look at the end of the couch and it's covered with this foamy green vomit.

If I had known, I wouldn't have given them to him, even though he loved them.

He was everything to me. My world just ended. I just miss him so much.

There's going to be plenty of time to make [hurricane recovery] a racist issue, and I'm going to do it.