Since we're tripping down Memory Lane, my mind(?) wandered to goode tymes LONG PAST when the occasional spoof was pulled on the unsuspecting. I best liked the one from the rustic outback somewhere in heartland who needed help with his SxS. Someone finally smelled a rat and the jig was up. ID of suspectd perp will remain a question mark - no names/no pack-drill, as I believe he still posts here on occasion when he "downs tools" and comes up for air.