I like your longest-post-ever Spamlet, you're really quite the lil' writer. Or maybe big, I'm not sure what height you are. I'm pretty sure I'm also partly to blame for the jokes about stoning and whatnot, which I currently feel unbelieveably bad about. As I recall, it originated from a hilarious expression in a poorly taken photograph from about four in the morning after three days of living in a field. I guess it's not so funny when the irony isn't so evident.
