"“Fuck, shit, cock, pussy—”“For the love of Christ!”a loud voice booms from behind us. “Do I need to wash your mouth out with soap, Canning?”I choke down my laughter as Pat appears. He shakes his head in disbelief as he stares at Jamie, then narrows his eyes and turns to me. “Actually,"
"what am I saying? Canning wouldn’t even know those words if it weren’t for you, Wesley. Shame on you.” I flash Pat an innocent smile. “I’m pure as the driven snow, Coach. Canning was the one who corrupted me.”"