downloading the app feeds the beast, and his ass is gorging itself so much his ten dicks are liable to make the whore of bablyon pop like the hindenburg. and he's got his eyes set on you next. his big horn is squealing lies like a sow in heat. it's so much easier. you must have a smartphone. how have you made it this far without the app. we only accept the app. you must download the app to conduct business. put the app in your wrist. on your forehead. nye ain't just a county in nevada with a great radio host. the end. the app is the end.