Can't Keep a Steady Hand Because I'm Nervous

This year, let all them motherscratchers call the area. That way we know'd they birth. What? No...you said it.

So anyway, we were tardy. It's a word. Not a feeling. What's this got to do with it? With you. On you. But in person. See, its not like that. So, regret it? Good.

Markie Post.

Swell, guys. Really swell.