Gray. Honey. Sweetie. Snookums. Don't. Please don't help. As a matter of fact you, Bill Clinton, and Catherine Baker Knoll need to get on a bus to the Orient. Yes goddamn it, I said a fucking bus. Yes, get on a bus with no scuba gear and just head west until you smell sweet and sour pork (the real kind not that shit they make here with the red jello like sauce.)
You are not helping people. Endorsements are supposed to help or at the least notf ucking stink up the joint.
Goddamn it where is my fucking Grey Goose.