So Mayor Daley called me this morning and begged me not to burn down his daddy's court house. I said, listen here, yo, I ain't got time to be fooling around with your nonsense judicial system! He suggested that he could postpone the summons for 3 or 6 months if that would work for me. I said make it 3, because I'll be getting my Christmas on in Texas.
And that, kids, is how I saved E3. Next time I'll tell you the story of how the Grinch kidnapped GDC and how I jumped onto a moving school bus and then killed him outside of a rock quarry.