RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:RE:Ok, BJ is betting on 58 cents tomorrowShe didn't die Stocktree. She pretended like she died just to get away from a klingon like you. No mom ever wants to take care of her fat 35 year old kid still living in the basement screaming up the stairs for more hot pockets. You can't even clip your own toenails for crying out loud.