My guy, I wish I was there to listen to you play at When FUNAAB Worships. I've missed that. I trust you would have given them them hot hot.
Speaking of hot. Bro! Catfish and cow meat, in the economy, burned? Omo. Your pain must be on another level. Now, you gave to spend a lot of time scraping that post clean and dealing with your room smelling like burnt offering.