[LadyX]

AHA!!
NOW Nan and I know why you came long with two SOOOO sweet compliments for us later, knowing you would be making a ridiculous statement here today..:))

You know you are just miffed you didn't join in 200 replies back, jw!!!

(smooth move, Mr. Mag Nanimous..:))

[Pippin]

AH!

At last!

Here come the Marines!

[jwfiv]

uh, my Irish is showing...)

[LadyX]

Bet you could rustle up that Albama Song every child sings 3,957 times in order to graduate from sixth grade - - Oh, Susannah!!

Well I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee
And I'm bound for Louisiana, my own true love for to see
It did rain all night the day I left
The weather was bone dry
The sun was so hot I froze myself
Suzanne, don't you go on and cry

I said, Oh, Susannah
Now, don't you cry for me
As I come from Alabama with this banjo on my knee

Well I had myself a dream the other night
When everything was still
I dreamed that I saw my girl Susanne
She was coming around the hill
Now, the buckwheat cake was in her mouth
A tear was in her eye
I said, that I come from Dixie land
Suzanne, don't you break down and cry

I said, Oh, Susannah
Now, don't you cry for me
'Cause I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee

TA DA !!!!

[jwfiv]

Now be sure I'm not taking sides...it's always fun, watching an immovable object encountering an irresistable force...'specially when the parties involved are wise and feisty, and mischievouis, women of good character and strong will...)