Seriously. I made myself a cheeseburger tonight for dinner. As I was eating it, my roomate (who's a bit of a... eh, doofus) says out of the blue, "Brendan, I hope that one day you find happiness." I says "I've got happiness right here." And man, ain't that the truth? Really, does any thing beat a good hunk of meat? Steak, babyback ribs, porchops, hamburger, the mighty bacon, chicken, turkey... I ususally, if ever make superfluous threads, so indulge me here, folks. Meat rocks. I have no idea how vegitarians do it. I could never give up meat. Dead flesh roasted to perfection is, well, perfect! MEAT!