Let me relay to you a story.

Last night for my birthday, Rye and I were in town. We got there a little early so we went to Starbucks to get some coffee before we went to get drunk or anything. All was well and we were sitting chatting when this dude gets up from his table and strolls over to us.

He looks like Lambert and Levian. Then he sits down and just starts talking and talking and talking like Steve does about Halo 3 except to an even greater degree. Motormouth itbt.

This goes on for twenty full minutes, with both of us convinced he was either on something, trying to sell something, or about to mug/assassinate us. With Dan in hiding in Cornwall and Paul off in the ghettos of Blackpool we were on our own! But after 20 minutes he just gets up and leaves and neither of us are entirely sure what the smurf just happened but in retrospect it was pretty fgj that we met a mad combination of Steve, Lambert, and Levian.