If anyone remembers my old MOS, there's probably no one who appreciates the dispensing with gentlemanly Marquess of Queensberry Rules-like competition in favor of the more visceral in your face opponent attacks more than I do Good job :up:
The only problem is that going there makes it not so easy to go back to big words. The thoughts of an attack like that in my face tend to reduce my smarts by about 50 IQ points.
So, you know, Gonzo and I are even now.
Wait. You were talking about the boobs, right?