I went over to my old friend's pad who looks like Chris Pratt, for a second round of rule making. The thing is called, Not up to the, Mark because these eventual rules aren't up to me because as a human, I'm not up to the mark. So listen as I realize I'm trying to push my invalid answers which I do catch AND stop by the way, and my local open mic thoughts and possible aspirations with my friend, PBX... 482 for life bitches. That's what's up (spelled correctly. I can't do the cool misspell, fortunately).