Performance Field Report, NYGA\B up in arms about Neighborhood Crack-Downs, Fierce Planning and Substance, But A Little Thin. We’ve Missed You.

Laser alert. No more hold-ups -- prick your ears and get planning through the cheap sleep this little “break” has afforded who, I don’t know. Some aught list of demanded reportees to gaspgasp PRIVATE SESSION for you know just what. Can’t remember? Fog?

JUNIORS [All Temp. Suspension]
Barry Steele - Hardware tampering. Inexcusable. Your ass is grass, in Stephen’s vernacular.

Adam Panper - Your big mouth has landed you out of favor. Shut it and seal it with a smile.

Bryce Waters - This is no social engagement. We do good. We do good. You will fear lethargy, and pick out a dandy opportunity to help some aught deserving across the way. Oh, how do I pick? Use your heart, crumbbun.

Josh Oliveira - You disgust me. You will be judged and punished. Come in loose fitting clothes.

MIDS
Aron Epstein - Do no wrong? Where are you living? Up and out. We’ll see how you like the manual side of burnt rubber.

Sean Pepper - The bike routes remain out of date and, fairly, underscrutinized. For the sake of our part-hearts, do your job, and we’ll be sure that you’re happier.

TOPS
S.T.A.L.L.I.O.N. - Couldn’t be bothered to distribute and leave it to your lustful little doves? Your founding hard-on pickles recent efforts, made, truth getting down now, in our name. Overheard: hey, what gives with him? I loved him.

Stephen - Shame on you. Shame.

Friday is the day that you all will pay. We will be a family again.

Doctor Eight