 The combination made my eyes bleed. No question I would flow off and try to get the dough off. Sticking up right, boys, on board course. My life got no better. Same damn low sweater. Times is rough and tough like leather. Figured out I went the wrong route. So I got with a sick tight click and went all out. Catching keys from cross seas. Rolling in MPVs. Every week we made 40 Gs. Yo, brothers, respect mine. A hig of the tech now. Move from the gate now.