I did not see that one. Going to DI and DU rots your brain.
That was ýears ago. Our own Franksolich asked a favor. Now, when the nicest guy you'd ever meat, asks a favor, it's hard to say no. It seems coach wanted to poke the Weeper with a stick, after which I had free rein.

At the appointed time, I slipped that polished turd into neckbeards thread, then off to the races.
Now it's post a stinker, check back, post another, check...etc. Poor mole lasted less than ten minutes.
I did learn I was a heartless mean man, a poopy head, a mellow harsher. They didn't like me.
