Don't sweat it Bish- with a name like Renfield it's a cinch he doesn't like the smell of pork, and we all know how a brotha feels about his pork.

This Ryan, on the other hand, is a real jewel. He has no shame, no pride, no self awareness, no conscience, and no sense of right or wrong. He's like one of these new rappers, fuckin his bitches, smokin blunts, drinkin 40's and ridin in his Chevy Caprice on his rented by the week rims.

We know how to deal with the Sam Shanes and even the Renfields, but this Ryan chestfunk creature is something new altogether- like flesh-eating bacteria.