Sorry, but BLAMMM, BLAMMMMM, BLAMMM. On another note this eve, nothing like the hottest chick in the hood here walking up the street from the park with her dog, and a steaming pile in a Wall-mart plastic bag. I know she did a good job, just something about warm dog crap in a bag when I’m doing my best to flirt. Then’s there’s my FW wanting a new pup in the house, GWP. That would be in addition to two cats (in the yard…) and a 3 yr old lab. I’m not sure if it is possible, but I may need to drink more.