We all have a monkey on our backs sometimes.

Sometime's it's an addiction. This may include alcohol, tobacco, or firearms. It may include riding a bike until we can't turn the pedals over, or possibly a combination of all four.

In this instance its name is Cheever. You can't love him though he's almost impossible to hate.

-No strike that. He's pretty easy to hate, but not for forever.

Happy birthday chump. If you were within an arm's length from me I would punch you square in the junk.