Huddled within my hovel, a shanty atop the Ozark Plateau, the TV weather guesser babbling about the current tornado watch (it's the tornado warning that makes me cry out in despair and rush to my special closet), thoughts of the not-that-long-ago Joplin, MO carnage with many killed and injured, the devastation thereof around 50 miles west of the shanty, fills me with dread.
A balm upon the above thoughts is stumbling across this thread.!!!
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I suppose, in a way, I was an abject failure.
Failing in that distant era to offend all those exposed to my well-honed disgruntlement.
Oh well.
This welcome is akin to:
So much better than:
So, in response, I hereby declare that it is my most ardent desire that you will never experience a giant finger flicking your conveyance off the road.
And may all your jury-rigged contraptions function as intended.