Zane

You: come on man Zane: what you: what are you doing? Zane: well let me roll up on the side walking take a walk  whoa you: whoa Zane: she’s beautiful you; who are you talking about? Zane: I’m talking about the Yankee rule. You:HAHAHA Zane:haha. She looks wild. You: wild. Both: wild.*by the way you’re flooding anyway you turn back into a guitar and let it in his arms when he started playing*