Yeah, right...you go ahead and have yer stoopid fantasees, man. The real truth is that I rule and you are like last weeks' stale pizza crust that fell behind the cowch. NO one is gonna try a taste of that, eh? But me...I am a hole different story. I am the MAN arownd this town, eh? I am a legend! My name is knowed as far away as...well, places like Wawa and Elliot Lake, that's how far. (I got arrested drunk and disordairly in Wawa once, and fer borrowin' a pickup truck (just for 5 minutes!) in Elliot Lake.) I did not know that the bolthole with the pickup truck would turn out to be such a total dipwad! He called the cops on me. Unbe-flippin'-leevable! He shoulda spoke to me first and it alls woulda been okay, eh? In my own town people understand that I am the kinda guy who borrows a lotta stuff...but only when he really needs it...and only for as long as, like, totally nesissary too. So they mostly do not call the cops on me. They yewshally just call Don instead, and that is a hassle coz he thinks becoz he is the older flippin' brother that he has some kinda higher spot on the flippin' totum pole, know what I mean? That of coarse is total flippin' bullroar coz I got majer advantages in the looks department. I am not goin' BALD like Don is. I know it drives him crazy that I have all my hair and he is losin' most of his, but there is nothin' he can do abowt it. Ha! Ha! I find it hard to figger why all them girls hang arownd Don, but it is probally becoz by bein' arownd him they can be closer to ME. Yeah, that's gotta be it.

So anyway I.....uh....Flip!

...what was it were we talkin' abowt here?

- Shane