The background to this story is almost too hard explain. On one side we have whiney, complaining, banana-faced whore who can't let her ex-boyfriend go. On the other side, we have, Scott, the bad-ass rebel without a cause, and metro-sexual tendancies that can't really be explained by modern-science. This is the story of their relationship after the love ship crashed on the rocks, and its gold belly split open, spewing a bounty forth for the sirens of the deep to plunder...that being said...sit boo boo sit. Good dog. shhhh!