Hey, wake up you old poop. Bestir your lazy self and pay attention and I'll give you a few, blatantly obvious hints. Hints anyone with half a brain could blunder through in seconds. Good Luck.



OH, and by the way, who'd you expect the sweet little ghost of Christmas past? Wrong...Have you been THAT good? I doubt it. Well, I ain't sweet, I ain't little, and I'm just like Frosty, "alive as he could be".



Put on your thinking cap, Moomie, did you ever wonder where the LDS get all the money it takes to build those huge @#$ %$#@ temples? I do when I pass one every day...



hoe, 'ho, @#$%ing ho.

best regards, yer Santy.