I gotta call ******** here.
I think this whole 'RTE' malarkey was as staged as the moon landing.
I mean, c'mon, man...
All of these "nice to meet yous" and "come on out anytime" lines.
Uh-uh.
********.
No way.
Couldn'ta happened.
We're talking 'bout Bust, here.
I've been expecting **** like...
"Man, you stink to high hell. Is that what Michigan smells like?"
or
"Good f'n riddance. Don't let AJ hit you in the *** on your way out."
or
"Thank doG you're finally gone. We thought you may actually stay."
or
"What a complete *******. It's true - he is one on the neenernet and he is one in person."
or, at the very least,
"You can't ride for ****. Go back to the flat lands where you belong."
All this touchy-feeley "I love you man" crap is making my skin crawl.
Weirdos.
:crazy: