Does that count as doing more before 9 a.m. than most people do all day? If so, I'll take a high five from NorCal and spoil myself with a Boston cream. Is that a thing in Boston? I can't imagine why not. Anyway, bitches be crazy. Never reciprocate when a trashy looking woman-thing with the black eye is struck by how dapper you are. Speaking of which, I should probably let off the massive fart I've been holding in just to let everyone around me know I'm not open for business.