GAAAAAAA!!! What?! Mickey! What were you thinking?
Oh wait...I said I wasn't going to second-guess Mickey anymore. Sorry Mick...I believe...I believe...
Y'all remember Natalie Wood? She wanted to believe, too. Even though all she got was a...well, I forget what was under the tree. What she wanted was a house, Mickey. This is like getting Mystery Date when what we wanted was a G.I. Joe with the kung-fu grip. A G.I. Joe named Daryl Washington. A G.I. Joe named Brian Price. Sergio Kindle. Everson Griffen. But Mickey...Patrick Robinson? Who dat? GAAAAAAA!!!!
Sorry, sorry. Force of habit. I must control that reflex. Maybe rehab would help. Or another Lombardi. Yeah, that's the ticket. I believe...I believe...I believe I'm gonna puke, Mickey! GAAAAAA!!!