I'm selling Stanley Schneider on the new chicken, David Ace; it takes just one smell of the boy and we have a deal. I should have known Stanley wouldn't be able to keep his hands off the merchandise. Meeting in the rec room, I pull out my money maker, David does what he was born for. Next we shoot the real stuff; I pound that sweet boy seven ways to Sunday. Looks like Stanley is happy with his reel as David and I blow. Bandit, Ari Nucci, tops anything and everything on PeterFever.com.