Besides, even if I was mad, I could never be rude to you, because 1) You seem like such a nice guy, and 2) I'd be afraid Buster would hunt me down and run me over like that old movie "Christine"
Sorry for the butthurt. My wife is out of town till like Christmas taking care of her daughter in St. Louis. She got ripped very badly during the birth of another one of our granddaughters in July, and she's going to have to get a fairly major operation to repair things down there, but she has to heal first. Probably a couple of months, then 6 weeks of bed rest after the operation. Mary's playing nanny for her two kids til she heals up. I'm a bit on edge these days... Sorry again.
And it's not Buster anymore... I renamed it HoneyBadger a long time ago!
Ken