Late last night, I bribed Ed to go into the truckstop to get me a big cup of ice and a diet orange soda. After some negotiation, he relented and trudged off.
When he came back, he told me that as he was walking around the store getting my items, he heard "You Got It" by Roy Orbison playing on the radio.
Anything you want, you got it.
Anything you need, you got it.
Anything at all, you got it.
He laughed to himself, finished his shopping and brought me my goodies.
Man, he's the best; I always get anything I want.