My apologies, Keith. Please write it off to a lack of drugs. I was just being a wise-ass, and the variant juxtapositions of my posts and yours is simply a factor of chance. If it becomes more than six out of six, I'll go wear sack cloth and when it reaches seven out of seven, ashes.

When next I do show up to say something as senseless as most of the last five million six hundred thousand three hundred and twenty nine written testaments to both the endurance of people with patience and people who are gonna go off their fucking rockers if you two guys keep saying the same thing not realizing that Churchill was correct in his observation that 'a fanatic is one who can't change his mind and won't change the subject', then and only then will I relent and admit to a dislike of you. I do NOT dislike you at all. Nor do I dislike Lox. I need drugs. If you were me, having read this whole fucking thread, you'd need 'em too.

No offense to both of you. And neither of you either.

I just read what I wrote, and as humour I'd give it 7 on 10. As a prayer, it's priceless, jus' like Master Card. Don't leave home without it.