I’ve got 51 controllers right now.

Their younger, their students, their seeking a full time career in the fire service, that’s their chosen field of endeavor.

I putted like (a golf term that rhymes with ‘hit’ and means, um, not good) and I hit the driver every place. It wears me out chasing (the ball) every place. That wears me out.

If I get my (um, stuff) together with the driver, I’m gonna kill these guys. It’s all over for these chumps.