Part of this morning's email exchange with Manda...
"And no pitbull."
"I said almost. :-p It's my want of things assholes think I shouldn't have, just because said assholes think they look scary. Then it could ride in my '69 Roadrunner that gets crap-miles-per-gallon while I wave my sawed off shotgun out the window."
"Don't forget the grenade launchers welded to the roof."
"No, that would ruin the body lines."
See, I even have limits.