..... and so I was busy singing songs and playing tunes until damn near 3:00 AM. I have got to get a different line of work ...... like singing songs and playing tunes during daylight hours. I had hoped to call the Maine-iacs but it was not to be.

Spaw ..... when you and I fart in unison, it is pure harmony. I think we are twins separated at birth. It is the only possible explanation for the filial harmonies produced by our flatulence.....

All the best,

Mick (BBRRRRAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWMMMMPPPPP ..... poot ...... poot .... )