Paul, he said "late" Feb. You can still get into some nookie before then.

I warn you not to duel me with your banjo. When I duel with the banjo, it's till the death. Still brings back memories of when Cleetus challenged Uncle Ray after he unwrapped his banjo. We're gonna miss Cleetus's pickin'. Doc said he could have saved him if we had put horseshoes on the mule. We were just too late.
I've never seen so much blood flow out of a finger before. Could have saved him with a transfusion, but their supplies of tomato gravy were exhausted.