Don't make me stop this car…
Legal mumbo jumbo…

So, you are thinking that some of what you have read and/or seen here is actually cool enough that you might like to just "use a little bit of it on your site/zine/t-shirt/resume/etc.". In a word, that ain't cool. If there is something you would like to reproduce or otherwise use from, then you must agree to the following:

TOUCHE PAS: (That's French-speak for get your paws off me, you damned dirty ape…)
No stealing, copying or modifying any visual or textual designs or content. Q: "You talkin' ta me?" A: "Definitely."

If you want to use my name, likeness, oh-so-insightful reviews, commentary, or content, email me for written permission. Yup, I am taklin' ta you.

LINKAGE: (Abe Frohman, Sausage King of Chicago…)
Iím not responsible for any links or content contained outside my site (but may, on occasion, take full responsibility for that contained within). So click with caution. Though most links have been field-tested and mother approved, keep in mind that not all mother's are created from the same mold. What may make one giggle with glee may make another lose her cookies. So, be forewarned, if your boss/spouse/mom/minister is looking over your shoulder, I can't be held responsible for what they may or may not see.

VIEWAGE: (I like to watch, Eve…)
Let's assume for a moment that you stumble upon something here that warps your fragile little mind or violates some idiotic law that prohibits material of this type from being viewed where you currently reside/surf the net. As much as I would like to be able to enable you to either a) not be offended by the written word or photographic materials that support aforementioned verbiage or b) move to a municipality/county/state/country that doesn't feel the need to enact draconian legislation that violates my first amendment rights, I cannot. So, in the meantime, let's go with this: If you aren't of legal age, please return when you reach the governmental standard of "legal age" for your area. In the meantime, go somewhere else.

Thank you for visiting and please abide by these terms or else I'll have to open up a can of whoop ass on your feeble self.

Critter Critique: This week's review brought to you by Gavin.
Fatal Attraction:  Yet another example of Hollywood schlock served up in a double boiler. Though Fatal Attraction starts innocently enough, I was shocked and appalled to witness the on-screen atrocity put forth as entertainment in act three. Trust me, this one is not fit for man nor beast. Ginger Pants