NickFun wrote:Gus I've always held an admiration for you as well. You toil the fields with those sinewy hands as the sweat pours off your well-toned body. However, you view me with disgust as you see me and my little health-club muscles trying to be the man that you are. I hang my head in shame.
You realize of course, Nick, that I could snap you like a dried twig if so inclined, but because you are man enough to admit that your health-club muscles would be useless against muscles that have been honed in the fields I will spare you a beating.
You're a good and honest man, NickFun.
Now..... go on..... get out of here.