If you're ever driving through St. Louis for some reason and want a CD player installed for free (and I could probably find a good one pretty cheap as well), Nate will do it. He's certified in car wiring shit. Some kind of ASC thing they offer to automotive technicians. I might even sell you my own personal CD player that he's been saving for when my car is signed over. You can also crash on my new plush couch for free and I'll take you on a tour of St. Louis as well as fill you full of food.
Since we're all bragging about loot now, I might as well brag about the things I did get. Cranium Primo Edition, New multicolored and engraved zippo, 3 shirts (Nate's mom), 1 pair of nice pants (Nate's mom), one pair of pajama pants with whales on them so I'll stop stealing Nate's (Nate's Mom), 3 Kohl's gift cards (Now 2 bras, a new pair of Nine Wests, and a super cool pair of white pants), John Mayer CD, butterfly pin from Liz Claiborne, and "13 Going on 30" on DVD. And all of that is NOTHING compared to what my son got.
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Mediocrity at its most average.