brad bradford, d5, fin [cb, bto (89)]

chad? no, no, um, sorry, my name is brad, actually. just, a sprinkle of b and a dash of rad, heh. that's so strange though, you're, like the, uhhhh- one, two- third person today to call me chad. crazy, right? maybe you could say, perhaps, even a bit- bradical? haha, you get it? took me a bit to come up with that one, pretty good, right? so if you're ever confused just remember, bradical bradford. and then you'll remember that i'm brad. easy squeezy or, whatever, they say, heh. anyway, cheers! it was nice to meet you. wait, what? no, no, i'm fine. no, really! it was only a little knock on the head, my mom says i got a pretty sturdy one- me and ford both, swear. you've met her, you know. really, i promise. i can even count to ten if you want? don't even see three of you, sir. only kidding, sorry, no- no, wait, i was only joking, coach- wait! what if i did a jig? see? agile, not fragile, lean but not so keen - come on you know me, heh. maybe, uh, like just- a little hard to see? outta this eye? not a big deal, just- uh, y'know. thought i should mention it, heh.