W8lifter gets home, screeches her car into the driveway, runs into the house, slams the door and shouts at the top of her lungs, "mmafiter, pack your bags. I won the lottery!"
mmafiter says, 'Oh my God! What should I pack, beach stuff or mountain stuff?"
"Doesn't matter," W8lifter says, "Just get the hell out."
Rules? You mean we have RULES for that???