Over two months later (huntin season fer me buddy eh?) my phone rings.

gnu... Yeah?
Roch... How you doin?
gnu... Doesn't matter. How you doin?
Roch... Doesn't matter. Whadda you doin?
gnu... Watchin football.
Roch... Talk at ya later.
gnu... Bye.

Now... what do youse womenz not get when we don't "talk" to youse?