That's two soaked keyboards in the space of a month. Listen, pal, any more of that malarkey and you're going to have to open an account with the f***ing Apple Store to replace them.
Otherwise I could stop taking sugar in coffee, so the resultant mess isn't quite so sticky. Or I could train Pete (The Cat That Looks Like Hitler) to piss on the keys once a week to flush 'em out.
Either way, 'Spaw, this place is for the solemn and earnest discussion of Folk and Blues (save for the the wittering of the lunatics who crawled out of the Hull Asylum), and should be treated with due reverence and respect. I don't expect to click and a thread and be made to laugh!