Hehehehehehe! No, I’m not THAT Troy. Nor am I the other famous Troy from Dallas (hint: he wears tight pants and plays with his ball - he only has one - in front of thousands of people).
I have one child and my wife’s name isn’t Janet.
BTW, Phouka said:
Phouka hon, if your brother hadn’t been there the night we met, I would have Brailled you thoroughly while we danced to the blood-stirring rhythms of Soul Tsunami. Name the place and time.