Har! Har! GUEST at 7:20 PM, you gotta be kidding, right? Don't tempt me. I bet you are one of those incontinent blokes wot stumbles around the streets of Kingston upon Hull after closing time wif a parrot perched on 'is left shoulder, muttering vague obscenities and sodomizing mailboxes, right? I mean you with the muttered obscenities, not the parrot...parrots never mutter obscenities, they yells 'em out for all to hear plainly.

If you need any more help on interpreting my pro-BS prose, simply phone Dail-a-Stereotype at 1-800-SOD-OFFF. They are a very helpful lot, and can surely steer you in the right direction more easily than I can.

- LH