That'z right. Only I have the skillz to loop a kite on the beach 20 times in 30 mph and walk away with only a broken harness and a few pounds of sand in my ears. I only stopped at 20 loops because I ain't learned to count any higher than that (only got 10 fingers and 10 toes, know what I'm sayin'?)

When you guyz follow my lead and start doing shit instead of talking shit, I'll bring you to the secret spot with the nymphos.

Until then, keep on talking. Maybe all the hot air will make it windier around here.