I dated a big ol' gal that owned the Wash State Liquor store in Westport Wash, and a motel, a good hearted , generous caring woman, sweet disposition....and married the skinny blond with the vicious temper and mood swings. OK, quit whining Flint, no do overs.

Well this is a fine pickle we're in, should'a listened to Joe McCarthy and George Orwell I guess.