a) you wear the gam suit, Ricki gets to club you

b) save yer psychological counseling expenditures for an aerator

c) i trust no one

d) my gams know where you live. you must visit and prostrate yerself before them, beg forgiveness, and pray they do not act upon what they have learned from my RES and lunker GSF.

e) assuming they let you live, i shall force you to consume a case of beer with me, not a skimpy six pack,

f) have we learned our lesson now?

\:D \:D


GSF are people too!