The Eve Is Apon Us...

The time has come. The reckoning begins on the morrow. Rest up, because for three long hours tomorrow, Mooney and yours truly have you. Hopefully you ate your carb dinner last night, and you abstain from drugs, alcohol, and sexual gratification, and are ready for a full 7 hour sleep tonight. I know, Smitty is playing the Brass...but Smitty isn't going to run until he looses the chicken fingers he ate for dinner. 1 for the treble, 2 for the bass. Let's get it on.

What's the difference between me and you?

Gnarlz.