Hundreds of songs about romping and rape. But very few about this sort of situation - which is strange because it's a pretty frequent one.

Poets back in Ireland in the old days used to be treated with great respect, becuse if you offended them, they could make up a satire about you,.and you'd be a laughing stock. Forget about a knee in the balls - that's the way to do it. Kelida's first post almost reads like a song already.

And as for avuncular anonyms who write things like "Consider this post, a free coupon exempting you from a really nasty flame." There's a word for that kind of thing, but it's not one I like to use. And I promised to ignore that kind of nonsense on the Mudcat.