Wail, pardon me for goin all big league on ya but ol Labcoat threw down the gauntlet and I was just stupid enough to pick it up so’s I could slap the sap out of him. His little tune…thing…whatever is, well, pitiful really but it has a certain somethin and ifn nothin else it did give me an idea. And while it don’t make much of a magnum opus it does make for a dandy intro. Don’t ya thank? And listen, I know Labcoat ain’t got the Sisters of Soul in his dang studio whenever he wants em. But thats as it should be. He’d probly be poon houndin em instead a lettin em sing anyways. Again, sorry to big league ya but it’s like my momma used to say, “ain’t nobody can top Doghouse, ceptin Doghouse”. Ain’t she swell?