Ever notice that 'adieu' rhymes with 'a jew'? I did. That probably explains why I have the urge to go fu[i][/i]ck up some ***** every time I see a French film.
Anyway, I'll be gone until February 20th, or thereabouts. I know you don't care. I know I haven't been my usual brilliant and entertaining self lately, but that's your fault. A sculptor is only as good as his marble slab, and you soggy twats are as easy to mold as a vat of gelatinized man-seed.