bag_lady jennifer There was a bag lady in my hometown. She walked around with a dead pigeon. She would stroke it and talk to it. She would say things like, "You be a good boy or the Germans will roll logs on you." and "bungdamahoo karak karak McDonald's shpleg!” When you tried to speak to her she would look past your face blankly and just say, "Meep!" I am afraid some extremely traumatic experience drove the poor woman insane. I always wondered what could be so awful that it would turn a normal person into a jabbering pile of flab. 000925 what's it to you? who go blather from