goawayblathervulture klarchen Go away you blather vulture that feeds upon my words. Really, can't you think of your own words to use? Must you twist my sentiments into your own? *tears* 000723 ... stan Poor Klarchen, if i could catch your tears in a glass, i would drink away your sorrow. 000731 ... sabbie if i held a glass under your face to catch your tears as they trickled down your cheeks i think they would fall (keeping their shape) with the little clinks of crystal. and i could then hold them up to the light and theyd wink like stars with cheeky grins and i'd string them on a ribbon of joy and give them to you in a little box of pine needles. 001211 what's it to you? who go blather from