What do you MEAN I'm not in this? Listen here. I'm not prone to caterwaulin' or bellyachin' about who done me wrong for no dang reason. But are you seriously telling me they put GUL in this. Big Gul P. For 10 goshforsaken seconds. And they didn't get round to me. Look, I love the lil' guy, please don't get me twisted. If he ain't just the cutest little fella, chasing people and wobbling around and falling over the floors. But a looker? That he ain't. He ain't photogenic like some of us. And look, Lux? Look, I'll be the first to say, there's plenty to look at. I'd rest my weary head in that big sugar's bit house and she knows it. (Don't she just). Now look at that. I'm getting a bee in my bonnet about the wrong dang thing. Seriously. What is wrong with you people. I'm absqualatin'.