You know, I was in the middle here on this: I did believe the whole thing, swallered it down like a good little fishie and got drug all over the creekbed. I called up a buncha friends, got a pity party going, and boom, it comes out to be a joke. Okay, I'm a true believer. If I was any more gullible, I'd be watchin' 'rasslin' and writting nasty letters to Vince MacMahon!

However, I did get the concept of the joke. I have had a few worse ones pulled on me, (some involving actual physical injury,) and I did decide, "sheesh! He's right The 'cat could use the cash."

However, I am short right now...(No hight jokes!) Wait until the ol' IRS spits out the check and the money will be in the mail.

And I like Max...Medium well with a side order of coleslaw! (Nah, I forgive him, it was a beautiful night for a party anyways!)

Mikal