You feel bad that somebody in less than a half an hour got your wallet and got away with your wallet and $4,000.

Keep your friends close, your enemies closer and your wallets even closer.

She probably was standing in the hall, acting like she was on a cell phone or looking at the bulletin boards, and when she saw me step out, she came in, grabbed inside the bag and walked off with the wallet.

You know, some people they're embarrassed that it happens, but I say don't be embarrassed that it happened, be angry that it happened.

It tastes like somebody stole my wallet. Ya know?

It wasn't my finest hour. It wasn't even my finest half hour.