OK, still waiting for Dr. Brad to evaluate Ethan's newer, re-sent-er CT scans -- now with more coronal flavor! You'll wonder where the axials went.
Oh sure, we could sit around watching the phone, cursing it for its unringingness. But we ain't goin' out like that, yo. Aw, HAY-ull no. We pimps, we rides. We jump on our motherfuckin' Spiderman bikes and we rides. We put on our phat-ass pimpin' helmets and our reflective pimpin' shades and we hit mad driveway like it owe us money, yo. Is like dat.
Oh, and we hide behind trees, too.
Hope to have something to report soon. And in case you're wondering what's with the hand gesture, that's Ethan's "I smack a bitch" move. Keepin' his pimp hand strong. We out.
"And show her the picture of Charlie when he shit his pants at Niagara Falls." -- Stuart Mackenzie
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