LOLOL..."waste"...LOL I told you editors love me.

You better warn your mash-potato faced, cracker friends, that with the birds nesting and the trees budding to not be surprised when they see their little wasp women come out from behind the woodshed with a sly smile on their face, after Tyrone took 'em for a little shake-down cruise. Don't blame them though, that's just natures way