Matt, please accept my abject apology for running out on you yesterday. I'm devastated that I was unable to stick around and wave twinkies at you.
It turned out to be a really bad day. Not only did I blow my chance to beat up on you, but I see AK published my picture, too. He promised to let it be our secret, and now he's plastered it on the internet.
Then, to make things really miserable, you've added a new rule (7) for The Jailhouse ... silencing me forever. How could I possibly relate to bloody mmmary under such a restriction? Isn't she an aberration of the proscribed topic?
PMS, and Sara, and Colleen, of course, are in a different class ... sweet and svelt (a thought with which I will do no more) ... and obvious objects of idolatry.
Churak, can you say nothing in my defense? Can't you get me a waiver?
Ah, well, Matt, they say, "Into Each Life Some Reign Must Fall", and now yours has fallen on me.
Fred