(OT)I like that analogy. I picture a bunch of rugged pirates all sitting in the dark underbelly of their ship, each sweaty and clinging to their lit torch and a barrel of black powder in front of them while looking at all of his other scurvy mates.
... all the while Cattdaddyrt, in one hand, has skewered a catfish with his cutlass and is roasting it with the torch in his other.
Ok, Ok, I'm in one of those moods this morning. I admit it.
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