Errr ... sorry about that, bud.

I keep tellin' the ol' girl, "Maud, ya gotta REPLACE THE PATCHES!" Those suckers don't drug 'er up narry more than a couple of hours at a time. Costin' me a fortune. Wish those ankle biters would start leaving cash money instead of sugar cookies ... A guy has expenses, ya know.

(Give us some warnin' the next time ya call. Rudolph's got some micro-brews under the counter that make for a real social-like evenin.)

CaRS