"Why you rotten, no good, squeeling S.....of a ......Seahorse. It was Gnu, not me"

That's what I said, but it's good to have your unsolicited agreement that Gnu was the guy who started it.

Now, because of "Gnu the ne'er-do-well", I have some guys who want their 'shine back along with a healthy and completely voluntary gratuity of five grand in small, unmarked bills to cover the shipping and restocking charges. The other five grand--making the aggregate total (I have NO idea what that word means, but it has a nice ring to don'tcha know) is meant to provide them an evening out so they can forget this unfortunate situation they wish to put away for good--ONE WAY OR ANOTHER. They didn't talk about what the OTHER way was, but it didn't sound too good for our dearly though not-yet departed New Brunswick friend.

Uh, you got Gnu's address? They ain't too happy right now, and one of 'em asked me what chairs would look like if people's knees bent the other way. All that fuss over a measly eight kegs of spirits which I figured out wouldn't have lasted long considering that's only about 42 gallons when you add them all up, and with five of us or so, hell, woulda been gone in a couple-three days.

And speaking about 'gone in a couple-three days', have you got Gnu's number?