I feel so lousy that I conked out hours before the shutdown. I really wanted to be there at the end, but I could barely keep my eyes open after the ITF.
Sorry for crapping out on you, guys.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Sorry for crapping out on you, guys.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.