Yes, it was we.

 

Ya theivin bastaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddd.

 

Yes, well, we try our best, robb.

 

As long as the efort is there thats what counts.

 

que?

 

I can't count ......

 

Queef, Zoe?

 

If I catch a theiven bastaaaaaaaaaaad in my shed effort is not gonna come into the equation. What's gonna happen is I'm gonna fire up my sled drive it onto the theivin bastaaaaaaaad's head until the track is on his forehead then I'm gonna spin the track till it goes right thru his skin into his skull then if possible thru the skull into the brain. Then I will phone the Wolfe he will come over quickly in his NSX and curtly tell me what to do.

 

Did someone queef in the shed?

 

Yes, Kathy, there was some pretty lady in there who pulled up in a nice new black S named Wicked and did let such a thing.