No, Spaw - just get your ass in the van and go to New Jersey in January. Maybe you could drag Big Mick with you. I'd like to see him when he isn't a slick, sick Mick.

Or have one of these gatherings at your place. It'd be just like Paw, Cletus and the Reg boys showing up at your door, only bigger. And we won't try to pee up slack ropes in your front yard - at least not in the winter.