somersaultathon paste! -whick whick- oh the stinginess of cholesterol-laden drummers all amongst this god-forsaken carapace of low-rider intellegentsia! no clue about the lures; they gave my false teeth to the bookie... -whick whick- 011217 ... little fury bug ...still going strong. how about you? 020619 what's it to you? who go blather from