WHY, YES, I HAVE CAROL, AS A MATTER OF FACT...TOO MANY TIMES TO COUNT (ESPECIALLY WHEN WORKING HAND IN HAND WITH YOUR GAWD)... INFINITE REALLY. SOMEHOW, THOUGH, LIKE MUCH OF MY WORK, IT NEVER GETS OLD. SO PINK, SO SQUISHY, SO TENDER ... LIKE YOUR HIND END, BUT THANKFULLY, NEVER DESTINED TO LEARN TO TYPE ...<quoted text>
Ever see a fetus sucking its thumb one minute and being dismembered and sucked into a vacuum the next?
A lack of perspective will be our undoing.
(I see we're off the topic of death by smoke, and unto death by scissors to the back of the skull. You're nothing if not a cheerful martyr, Carol ...)