If flattop could just STAY on topic for longer than the heartbeat of a fruit fly...

Suzie, the beagle of whom he speaks, was as incapable of leadership as Spencer Schlossnagel. All she ever did was lie around and sleep, between bouts of gluttonous eating, of course. Okay, she did one other thing...she barked at the cows in the neighbours' field...sometimes for hours. They didn't like it one bit. One day she made the mistake of following me and my freind Johnny into the pasture and the cows spotted her from afar. They all came stampeding over to try and kill her and she ran like hell. They chased her for at least a mile and a half, across about 5 or 6 fields, and you could hear her yelping all the way. It was the most exercise the lazy old thing ever got.

The next day she went right back to barking at them...

I refuse to be drawn into a debate comparing Cheese Whiz to Bob Dylan. Phooey. For shame.

Spaw - Remember the old camel come-on: "One hump or two?"

- LH