C.R.E.A.M.

Listen, Scott Campbell, I get it, I really do. But next time you're thinking of taking a stack of cash and laser-etching the shit out of it, do me a favor -- drop that stack in a FedEx box, send it to me and let me describe, in grave detail using fancy adjectives, how I think the final piece will turn out instead. Deal? Although, if I could afford a laser-etching machine, I'd have cash to burn too. Maybe next year he'll step it up to using them c-notes. Play on, playa.