HAH. Actually, I only started hammering this out in the late afternoon. Which meant that when they were hollerin' for me to come and set the table, I was like, BITCHES PLEASE ARCHIE IS IN THE MIDDLE OF HAVING HIS LEGS HELD OPEN SO THAT HIS BEST FRIEND CAN RAM HIS TONGUE FOUR INCHES UP HIS HAIRY GOLDILOCKS ASS; WILL YOU PLEASE FUCKING SHUT UP?

And the PMG reference ain't the table.