>> but TSOM is and always has been just plain nauseating.
You’re heartless, Ben!
Oh well... I’ll soothe myself after your harsh statement like so:
“When the dog bites
When the Ben stings
When I’m fee-ling bad...
I simply remember my favorite things
And then I don’t feeeeeel... soooooo.... sad.”
;-)
Oh no! Now I’m going to have that song in my head all night.
8^)