Jaime Fouche? I ain' thinkin' you're in yer right head, boy. Aren't one of our crew, at least. I mean, sure, maybe you're a Rogue, but you ain' one of Sylpheed's Rogues, if ya know what I mean.
Ain' no need fer ya ta post 'round here, that bein' the case.
Righto. Things have been worked out with Jamie Fouche. Boy was a Rogue an' jus' slipped off the radar before I was 'round. Boy's back in action. Ya'll can check the roster if yer interested.
So the pups are after me again. Hell, I'm just sittin' around mindin' my own business and havin' some drinks for a couple weeks. Maybe a spot of the cardi here and again to ward off the shakes. All of a sudden, people are declarin' me missin' and even dead. These old bones may not carry me much further, but I'm far from dead folks. So unless you're a case of hemorrhoids, which I've already got enough of mind you, get off my backside and leave me to my business or else you'll be findin' out just how alive I am. Just tell me when we're shootin' and I'll be there.
This has gone on long enough, longer than most ya'll deserve. I'm closing the roll call now. Anyone that hasn't responded is off the roster as of... when I get 'round to it. Tomorrow, probably, if the hangover isn't crippling.