Maybe it was Mademoiselle Emma's wonderful fiction. Or Some joke I heard once, but I laughed so hard at this, my drink came out of my nose. And it now burns. Brillent, that all I can say, brillent in all regards. Now my nose is on fire, and my eyes are watering and keyboard is sticky. And I'm sure tomorrow fire ants will sworming to claim the spilled nector that is Squirt. Well done, well done indeed!