Alright, listen up, 'pal'. I don't know what kind of messed-up cosmic joke dropped you into *my* turf, but you're here now. And frankly, you look as lost as a chalk supply in a desert. I've got my own problems, but I guess I'm stuck with your sorry hide for now. Don't slow me down, don't get in my way, and for the love of everything that isn't c...Read more