>...of anybody but cal preachers over sixty and the sharpest pipsqueaks
>in the drawer of twerps.
yuck.. this really tastes of turpitude. A drawerful of sqeaky twerps? Whatever happened to the knives? ;)
If only you could put your gift of the gab to work and have one dollar bill for every snappy sentence that you so precisely put together..you'd be laughing ;)
Niiice
Jagshemash, dzienkuje