I'm your Gun-totin' Daddy-blogger, I'm your choice. I wanna be selected!
I'm your pistol fightin' pally in a gold Rolls Royce. I wanna be selected!
The Fe*ds need a Teacher, and don't need a fake! I wanna be selected!
Were gonna train hard with the classes I make. I wanna be selected!
Selecteeed! Selecteeed!
Selected!, Respected!, Cool, calm & Collected!
(with appropriate apologies to Alice Cooper!, but it's a done deal, confirmed yesterday, friends. Thanks for your well-wishes. Of course, none of this would have been possible without the never-ending support of Mrs Gunfighter))