There goes the neighborhood . . .
Thank you, thank you.
::bowing::
Pun, you can move into my basement… 
–Tim
Only if I get the top bunk. And you have to get Poysyn and Feelyat and . . . oh hell, get me a harem, and fetch me that flower . . . the herb I showed thee once, will make e’er man e’er woman fall madly in love with the first upon whom eyes doth fall.
Something like that, anyway:)
Oooh. Iampunha, did you write that yourself? Tee hee.
lol. I’m a ditz, remember?
::whispers to Feelyat::
Is he speaking french?
–Tim
Sheesh. I’m bailing to the bar. Y’all can get a room.
French?!?! LOL