Hrumph!!! All Santa left me last night was a friggin' lump o' coal in my Christmas stocking!

(...I guessin' that fat fart must be operating under the false assumption that Triumphs are steam-powered or somethin', huh?!)


Yep! Just like a good Single Malt Scotch, you might call me "an acquired taste" TOO.(among the many OTHER things you may care to call me, of course)