So what you're telling me is you'll finally log off the internet and go outdoors (albeit to your noisy, crowded concrete jungle that you call 'the big apple') but anythings better than being stuck inside yer studio apartment in the Bronx fantasising about 'owning' me, eh.
Good job big man I'm really proud of you. Next thing you know you'll be able to ride the subway on your own without my supervision.