About "bouncing George"; didja notice that you can hook him by the nape of his scrawny little neck on your cursor arrow and dangle him there?

Way back when, on the farm, our two dogs trotted into the yard looking kinda like they'd been tarred, and smelling like nothing this side of hell. A neighbor had towed a dead hog out by the line fence, it had decomposed right down to sludge, and the dogs had totally rolled in it.