What the heck was I supposed to do? I layed down some pretty good smack foundation and what came back made me feel like I had just played a game of eel baseball.
I realized that nobody could match me, so I let it deteriorate into what husker presented, which was some ugly concoction of equal parts Shakespeare and Prince. Sorry folks, but I can't smack something that wears purple tights.
Tell ya what. I'm going to be on vacation in the next week down in SoCal, and that means I won't be checking in to see whats going on here as often as normal. You all take off your dishwashing gloves and slap each other like gentlemen apparently do and when I have time to check in I'll see if anything interesting comes out of it.
[ 12-19-2002, 03:03 PM: Message edited by: The Fishing Geek ]