"Stop complaining," I said. "I have to do this every night while you're down at Yale scoring telling points and getting drunk with those girls." "You know I wouldn't do anything like that, Tim. Drunkenness is a sin." I giggled. "So is—what's that word for girls? Lasviciousness?" "Lasciviousness, stupid, not lasviciousness. I have a new song about girls, but it's too lasvicious for you."