Hats come and hats go, but regardless of who among us may don one in the future...
"Are we ready boys? All systems are a-go, now? Yes? Excellent."
*puts on the only hat that was ever truly fitted for this long-haired head, on this most necessary occasion*
... there's only one o-riginal, Lone Star flag wavin', Miller Lite swillin', teat-jerkin', long-haired, Stetson-wearin', cheese slowly slippin' off'n the cracker, cantankerous ol' hayseed amongst y'all Yankees n' that there (thar, as most Arkansans pre-fer) just can't be gin-u-winely duplicated.
It's 'bout as likely fer someone to go n' get away with snatchin' my RCM brand from this here hand, as it is fer WMC to go n' get away with snatchin' lil' ol' Kayla from yers, compadre, n' addin' her to the fine line o' the Silkie co-lection.
Oh, n' I didn't for-get Mister Ed, neither. He's a Yankee, too. He just had the good sense o' our wing-ed friends n' migrated South.