Draat! There it goes. And you go and mention tittles.
That was WAY funnier when I wrote it. Must have forgotten to close a tag. I was TRYING to say, harrumph harrumph, that I was working on my attachment to venial sin and had almost sprung my Mom from Purgatory.
Then the subject of tittles comes into the conversation. I may be old, but I ain't dead.