You’re the bomb, pawn shop man. You rocked my world so hard when you sold me my bike last night. It was very kind of you to thank my roommates for bringing repeat customers. But I think you know as well as we do that we bought two bikes in as many days because your customer service was kind of out of this world. You even let me test drive my new whip (I think I’ll call him Murman) in the parking lot! Thanks brotha. And by the by, I liked your tat, too.