I would like to inform neuro's readers that she was indeed allowed to sing at our wedding, because she blackmailed Curly Dee about her little problem, which is now OUR little problem, and we're now married which we wouldn't be if I'd known about it earlier. Thank's a bunch for not telling me Neuro, but how on earth did you know?

Well Jimjim, I have a friendly face. This is a curse. It implores all who look upon it to pour out their deepest darkest secrets.

That's actually true.