To subvert expectations one must first be expected to get off the couch! We here at PMTS love and adore the surprising amount of bottom feeding losers who suck our Earth dry of her natural resources... but, enough about you. Wob Tonka, famous(?), billionaire oil tycoon has left a few gifts in a few of his famous Tonka oil cans. Five gifts to be exact. Golden gifts, to be precise. Ticket-y gifts (to be clear)! For a man who, at birth, was injected with a rapid growth serum, designed by his father, to grow his infant body into that of a twenty-three year old man, Tonka actually has a remarkable ability to lead a company. Speaking of lead, sometimes the only way to get out of situations in which you owe too much money is filling the back of your skull with lead. To subvert expectations one must first... set them very low, right? Your meager achievements in life will possibly never compare to a baby's first steps, to your own first words even. The only thing that matters is what others think of you. An achievement is only such because there's a collective which deems its value . You don't exist unless you are perceived and judged by others. So, in reality not even the world nor our silly lives amount to squat in this infinite void because God is dead, and can never perceive us; however, in tune with this week's theme, I'd bet everything and everyone mean, well, at least somethin' I suppose.