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Drystar wrote:

I see a wood chipper in your future, and you bait me on a Thursday of all days, for shame.

There is no rest for the wicked. No respite of relief until Freaky Friday for one such as you. Like Erinor circling a twinkie, you will never know when a shark will attack. But do not fret heathen, like Moby you are in for a wild hunt! Though beware of the white whale- or whatever you see when you get drunk. Typically I find out that they have a mean left hook..