Sh'yeah, that was pretty awesome of me, 'specially since unlike certain late night TV hosts, I write my own material. Pretty taxin' but you gotta do what ya gotta do.
Words and beers together are somethin' I can make happen. What I need is, uh, kind of a favor, 'cept you can't tell anyone else. Guy's gotta save some shred of dignity...though I thought I lost it after that one night in Mexico. Let's not talk about Mexico.
I kinda met a girl that's completely crazy. Pretty sure she's as crazy as me, which is a bonus, and she likes to steal stuff. Woman after my own heart. The thing is...outside of a crazy ex that tried t'kill me multiple times, which don't get me wrong is sexy in it's own right, haven't really had a whole lotta luck with the womanly kind.
So, basically, what I'm tryin' to say is. WHAT THE HELL SHOULD I DO? Help me Gambit Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope. Mainly 'cause you have that whole 'The Ladies Love Me' vibe goin' about you.
And yer right..I kinda wanna see what the gator will do.