Man oh man, it's Scoot Boot back in business and ready to expand my horizon's. For a minute I took a break from Weebler to go get married and divorced then married and divorced AGAIN! Let's see the first one was just a knock out, like literally we got into some hand-on-hand combat in bed and I had to take her out before she killed my snake Betsy. I know what you're thinking, Betsy is a cow name, well, it just was the first thing that came to mind. The second one, well now she was a real zinger. Yeah, she stuck me with her Taser Gun when I got an extra lap dance at the Pitiful Passions strip club. Now the first one was tested, marked and approved, but the second one was on me, literally, and without proper permission that just made me the scum of the earth. So here I am basically against my will hunting for my next partner in crime. Now obviously...don't be a kook. Tried it and it didn't work. Kook Boot don't sound good anyway. Scoot needs a lady that has at least some kind of head on her shoulders and a good name, something that doesn't rhyme with boot, now that's just bazaar.