Hey LARDQUAKE, I'll make you a deal. When the President is re-elected, and he will be, I'll buy you two seats to SF on the airline of your choice so you have room for your ponderous pimpled #$%$ and, as long as you have gotten energetically to your "nooks and crannies" in the shower that morning and don't open your mouth to speak, won't cause anyone near you excessive discomfort. I'll meet you at the airport and spit once hard right smack in your dimwitted, bulging piggy eyes. I'll let you have my car and driver for the rest of the weekend and pay for the hotel of your choice. Deal?