Some can't seem to get enough, oh look ya woke an shook the big bad wolf, try n huff an puff, an iss itty bitty piggy gonna catch you wit a hoof! you said you're gonna get me cooked, but you tried to find me and overlooked I'm seriously if I had choice to beg n please, to rather smell some rotten old cheese somehow grow a nose and sneeze it would still smell better than your Sheetz, he keeps acting cool so go ahead an flex with ya bling and see what it brings, ya sound like a damn stammering fool, part dead and part full like Nazgul, Lord of the Rings. I can see through that tough exterior that you can't seem to leave, on the inside you're fearfully inferior, on the road to a period where you'll neva find time to grieve