I bear no tacky presents (you'll experience my tacky prescence at Getaway), but only the best of wishes for your birthday and the ensuing year it marks.

I, for one DO hope that Kendall bought you a matching high quality black leather outfit (We don't want you looking like "The Bonny Lass Of Biker Hell") to up YOUR irresistablity quotient even further, should such a thing be possible. We'll be waiting in October.





Don't mess with the Seal Of Disaproval, Spaw! Good story, though. They may have to put ME on "light duty" soon, so I'll take that as a caution. At least we now know how many Catters it takes to screw in one.

Fletcher's Neck? Is that between Broken Water and Chicken Chow?