Wow... I've never been so close to the utter death of my more positive emotions.

I'm often reminded of the story about a professor of animal husbandry who , after leading a mule into the classroom , declared... " In caring for the mule , the first thing you must do is get its attention " , after which he delivered a crashing blow to the animal's head. Now , I THINK I'm often reminded of that story for one simple reason: I'm always in the wake of having whooped someone's @** .