You disused to go to a country bar with your friends. The second you walked into the bar you could feel Michael's eyes on you. He walks over to you and your friends taking off his hat, and placing it on your head. All your friends were giggling knowing what the rule was, but you, you were clueless of the rule “how would you like to ride home on a real cowboy?~ I got a 6 pack of cold ones on ice, and my roomies are out all night.~ so you can scream my name as loud as you need to sugar.~”