Prepack the amazing horse for the bad girls. I see you. To the hee-utch. Hello half-pipe chairman and the delivery of the bic trifecta. Convoy. Bump me gently. Chairman threads, Zulu hangs. Stuff goes on after, but I am Hutched. Lose 20 pounds on the Keith Sweat diet. Herbie got the bug but no love. Gracious others walk me to lifeline #75. Gome by 11 and change. Hell if I know, Hutch. Just like faxbook, it’ll take about a week to update my status. – Statty