Mr. Tom Brady,
this is day four of me throwing a football to little little Elvis.
Until we become friends. You come try the pizza here in New Jersey.
I look forward to meeting you,
Mr. Brady.
This is day four, and I’m not stopping.
Say it.
Blue. Eighteen.
Twenty thousand bucks. Twenty thousand bucks.
Say that!
Ready, Alvin? Oh,
he’s got. He’s got.
Why are you turning around, bro?
I love you. Have a great day.
Day four, Mr. Brady. Chocho