I got the back of my peeps in the greater NYC area. If whatup gets out of line, the Scarsdale Scooters Gang will get on their Vespas and show him how they roll in the big Dubya-chester! And it won't be potting soil (or vermiculite, or whatever) spilling on the side of the road.

rather than "ankle bracelet." Sounds more rarified and hoity-toity. Kinda like me. Thanks for the defense, Idlewild. SOME people will do anything to trash my good name (as if I couldn't handle that job myself!) Speaking of names, Snohomish was the name of my dear Mother's dear deer when I was just a wee little bundle of frayed nerve endings. Unfortunately, Snohomish was just a foreign exchange deer and had to return to Lapland after my brother was expelled for whispering the mayor's name and shoe size to a Soviet agent. They never did return my brother, but that was okay as they sent a life size replica of him made entirely of Vienna sausages. True story.