Cocksuckers, every last one of ya!
Thank you all for your kind words. Cash would have been better, but your words are nice too.
Now, I'm going to need a bigger dressing room stocked with Corona, limes, M&Ms (the green ones only please), and some cheese puffs just in case Fonz drops in.
Everyone - sing with me:
I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
I ain't happy,
I'm feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on
It's coming on...