TallyMan wrote:
Alas, poor Asar! I knew her well, a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; she hath borne me on her back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! My gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now?

Huh?
It's my birthday today Ian. And so I get the final post on this thread.