Originally Posted By: pooch
Death doesn't always come easily. You could also end up in a nursing home with a hopelessly destroyed brain deification on yourself, spending what's left of your life in a personal hell.


Your "auto correct" makes you remind me of Donnie Baker. crazy I'm constantly fighting mine.

Regards
Ken


I prefer wood to plastic, leather to nylon, waxed cotton to Gore-Tex, and split bamboo to graphite.