With just over a hundred posts to go I know we can do it folks. Look at these poor souls up in the front row, Mudcat addicts all and in need of the services of our fantastic Neil Young Center for the Terminally Screwed. Every one has a sad and tragic tale of their life on Mudcat and every one can benefit through your generosity. In their blathering and troubled states, the Center is their salvation for eradication of their salivation. Just listen to poor Wolfgang, a true music scholar who has been reduced to a BS philosopher:

Yes, its true. I love music, but now I must sat that A equals B and B equals C and C diminished is not A although the structure of B7 can logically be brought to bear on the the outcome of E.

I ask you kind souls.....Is that not tragic? And our dear Bert, a long time sufferer of CRS syndrome, but now far gone into its depths as you can plainly see:

...........splaoghw.......walllaaawytyfn........mrzltplk..........fopsentjehdiuty.........grrxizrtyspoli....................

Completely pathetic. How can you listen to these pitiful testimonials and not be moved? Donate your favorite postings right away so we can get those tiples!!! Don't forget the Noseflutes for the sad sufferers of Chronic Blandness which we treat in the James Taylor Rehab Clinic.

Don't let another moment pass. Post now and get that same warm fuzzy feeling you get from pissing your pants. You'll be better for it and so will Mudcat and the Center.

Spaw