Yup, Drool McCool! I would love to lead this drooler right up beside a PETA Weenie and emit a seriously loud cowboy whistle. Drooler rolls his eyes at me and shakes his big meatey head and the drool , governed my the exingencies of centrifical force, rapidly spatters onto the beautiful aristocratic totalitarian gigham of PETA dresses and pantalons!
Take that you a$$ wipes!
Buahahahahahahah!