So under my skin you ended up in my inbox. Sure, keep telling yourself that pal. <S>
Quit playing the innocent. It insults even the unintelligent.
I tried to figure out what crawled up your backside and resolve it. But we both already knew what it was, and you're clearly too petty, regardless (as you continue to demonstrate on a regular basis).
So, now that I've called you out in public you can quit crying about your inbox.

I tried to bury the hatchet with you privately long ago but if you want to keep up your one-way feud be my guest. We all know the score either way.
Grudges are senseless and solve nothing. You are forgiven.
Now back to skinning. We've derailed this thread enough.
