Well, well, well, well. I'm here to tell you that life as you knew it has ended. You all may as well go into town tonight. You may as well laugh and make fools out of yourselves. Rub your pathetic little peckers against your honies or stick it in a knothole in the fence but whatever it is, get rid of it. I've drunk more beer and banged more quiff and pissed more blood and stomped more ass that all of you numbnuts put together. Now it's my will against yours and you will lose.