O! To make it to the Holy Grail of Dates, the Wondrous 11th. It has been whispered on the periphery in alley ways and on freight cars on dewy spring evenings when the beans are gone that a home run will be scored on this the Finest of Dates, O Wondrous 11th! O! Faerie Queene of Mine Heart! These harem pants do send a thrill up mine spine.
In the meantime, I'd really like to work with MCHammer.