Oh, hell naw. You pull that peg off and I'm going with it. No way in hell you're getting me off this shit. I'm addicted to being on my high horse. Can't stop me now. The stupid machine that just rocks you back and forth for like a minute that you see in front of grocery stores? I just shoved all my quarters in it.

[No way man. You go take a trip down the stairs then if you think it'll be great.]