Can't wait, Cam always has some interesting takes and is a great dude.
Except for that one time I ran into him while I was shopping at an Aldi off New Circle Road. He came up to me and reached into my cart, pulling out a package of carving board ham I'd picked up earlier. He asked me point blank if he could have a couple of slices. I politely told him no. He then exaggeratedly starting stamping his feet and in a baby voice started saying "but i'm so hung-wee. pweease mister, Cam needs da hams." When I declined again, he took the package and held it near his butthole, then made one of the loudest, nastiest farts I've ever heard in my life. It was like a rancid combination of battery acid, body odor, and dog vomit. He then put the package up to his face, took a nice, long sniff, and said "that'll do" before tossing the package back into my cart and then literally skipping away like a school girl. I saw him a few minutes later and he was berating some poor cashier for not offering free samples. But still, Comeback Cats, '98 for life. Good dude.