Well slap my ass and call me a buttered biscuit, what the FUCK is up, kids? Can’t say I’m not kinda disappointed, I was expecting a nice big rave to celebrate my arrival. No worries though, because when you get right down to it, I am the motherfuckin party! Anyway, introductions are lame but they tell me it’s ‘required’ sooooooooooo, without further adieu, yo! The name is Two-Bit Mathews. Don’t matter if that’s what’s on the good ole’ Birth Cert or not, and it ain’t your business to ask. From what I hear, I’m the newest addition to Team Dalton, for the win! I ain’t great at these things, so I guess if I’ve missed some shit, we can spend the day playing a good, old-fashioned game of ‘Fill in the Blanks’. Or you could, ya know, just ask. Anywho-tin, tootin’ falootin’, I’ve gotta work on getting all this shit I brought with me shoved into some drawers or something. After that, if anyone wants to show me to the golden trough we’re supposed to gather at for feeding time, let me know! And for fuck’s sake, let me know who you are! I can’t make fun of you properly if I don’t know who ya are! I’m off, catch me on the flip-side if ya can!