Look at their names, people. I mean, it starts and stops for me right there. Ron Prince, Turner Gill. I mean seriously, Ron Prince? Who does this rough ridin' guy think he is? Goddamned royalty? Because of his last name I mean?
But Tuner Gill? I can't even type that without smiling. He sounds like the kind of guy you want coaching your kids tee-ball team. You just know he goes next door and mows some old lady's lawn every weekend and takes some time to listen to her old-timey stories and pet her cats before he leaves. That's the kind of name that always hosts poker night and never forgets a plastic bag to pick up crap when he walks his dog.