Hey, kids!  Vince here.  I’m back from my vacation and happy to report that the Russian whores legless cat shelter is doing much better, thanks to me, and now I’m ready to bring the heat!  Ow, it burns.  Hopefully this topical cream and collection of exotic suppositories can clear that up.   Anyway, you were probably so busy eating cotton candy and riding the merry-go-round with Robopanda and Chodin this past week that you barely even missed me… but it feels good to have me back, right?  I mean, I know I’m never there for you and I constantly drink, but no one cooks it up quite like your dear old dad, right?  …Oh yeah?  And I guess 17 is too old to enjoy hot dog and Funion sandwiches then, eh Mr. Big Shot?  Whatever.  I should’ve known you’d just be some bullsh*t hassle.  And your mom wonders why I never pay child support.  If you need me, I’ll be in the van with Darla.  Here’s a couple bucks for video games or glue bags to huff or whatever ungrateful little punks do for fun these days.