That one wasn't a doxx, my fine custodial fren. Therebyinwhich I am entitle to twimst myself around the slow motion bullets, collect them all as they are suspended, put them in a lovely heart shaped box and deliver it to your door all before the Fates resume their SpinCycle classes. Yes, yes, in between the time it takes for sweat to bead and neon Nike sweatband to upsorp.