Kind of like the little kid with crumbs all over his face and his pockets stuffed with cookies insisting on his innocence and accusing his imaginary friend of raiding the cookie jar. It would be funny if it weren't so downright dumb.

Unbelievable! Catch GfS in a lie multiple times and he just keeps right on lying, trying to cover the original lie(s), while in the meantime, accusing those who exposed him (again and again) of being the ones who are lying.

Didn't somebody once say that "The definition of insanity is when someone keeps repeating the same behavior, while, each time expecting a different result?"

Since it's obvious to all—except, apparently, to him/her/it—I will waste no further time.

And, of course, it will crow that I've left the field because it routed me. Guaranteed.

Not unlike the yappy little Yorkshire terrier I described earlier. As I said, I didn't run over it because I do tend to be kind and tolerant of dumb animals—even when they keep snarling and barking as if they want to tear my leg off (from the safety of being held tightly in their owner's arms). Actually, if you can avoid getting annoyed with them, their antics can really be quite amusing.

But it can get pretty silly after a bit.

Don Firth