Hey Champ, How are you? Hope you are all cozy - what with Pomengranate tress of rubies and Mango trees of emeralds for lush greenery, and a sea of nectar for beverage. Life is cushy? Err...yeah, I am a little tipsy today, all drunk up on your sweet grace. I did dial your number and I was informed that you would be responding very soon. Actually, you lost it champ. By the time your customer care contacted the troubled party for grievance handling, the machine was broken beyond repair. I have no idea what I am writing. I want to write soul wringers, but this is the best I can manage, and you do not deserve any thing more at this point right now. Maybe you could use it for a fiscal year summation of goodwill. And anyways, if you are still suffering from a hangover from all that nectar and have no clue whatsoever, here's where the angst emanates from . Thanking You, Yours Sincerely, ^WiseGuy^
Statistically Significant Infertile Mum