Last night I went to bed. Today I was going to write some more about my latest Internet profit idea. Instead I found someone my pages hacked and filled with Latin quotes.

I was drunk last night and do not understand Latin at all. So, logically, that leaves Quimby. This must be what execution by elephant is like. Perhaps this is what comes of being dumped by someone with a fetish for Gingham, Tea Cosies and a bizzare version of the postwar boom years.

So, I left the Latin. Probably describes my shortcomings in some excruciating detail. Probably filled with obscenties. Swearing: it is not big or clever unless it is in Latin.