A way out west, there was this fellah. A fellah I want to tell you about. A fellah by the name of...
At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. Mr. Goff, he called himself the “The System QB”. Now, a “System QB” - that’s a name no one would self-apply where I come from. But then there was a lot about the System QB that didn’t make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise. But then again, maybe that’s why I found the place so darned interestin’.