I not only shot a man in Reno just to watch him die but, as long as I'm in a confessional mood, also slugged a guy in Elko just to make him cry, locked a guy in a tanning booth in Winnemucca just to smell him fry, and ended up in Vegas, where I threw a guy off the roof of the Bellagio just to watch him fly. So, even if I'd listened to mama and never played with guns, things were sure to end badly anyway.