Evry buddy knowed dat you koodint hit tha floor ifen you falled on it sew why you tryin to hit in tha stox markit? Yurn a inbarrassmint to hour fine famlee name pickin ebait as yur stox of choice. Why its a fallin faster than a pairalyzed mud hen in a hail storm. Yur tha onlee numnut dats still a holdin on cept fur dat fool fren of yurs dat gotted you in dis hear mess to begin with. Wat wus his name? Sickhero? Dat baffoon wuz about as slow as a snale crossin super glew. Wat name he pumpin wit on dis hear bord now? Wats it a gonna take fur you to cell dem ebait chers boy?