Ps, Fies I Te, Scoundrels, Got Ta Play, Play

I'm sick of it calling me boy on the omdis playe dreaming at me all the time. It's like one of those things of liket just feels like a nice, warm blanket that throws an axe into your leg its. I may have more than one Ps, five in l l a scoundrels, thanks. But it's like one for every room in the house. Tha, caliph's house. You go to the bathroom. Pias, five, bowe, got ta play, play. And i'm excited to get back to that part again - remember what the last bosses were and some omset that were in that space.