Their back slapin hasn’t stopped since they got home, Seems “My” well being and comfort was their first concern, The thought of breakin My Ruu-teen, had kept them up at night, But having Me stay in My sir-round-ins Was more important to them than having Me in their company…I’m tearin up..Now it is true, I’m not much for loud Music , or sittin at a box and pushin button, while sayin good bye to their money. Tasty food I could go for..and what about the Truck ride., My comfort,…. I guess if They didn’t leave, I wouldn’t miss them