BRRR!! Guess who was waiting in the bathroom!!
Luck what you've did, Ernie... a thousand tribulations!
She had the knife out, and she would have KILLED me, had not Inger heard my screams and rushed in!
Okay, she was a bit distracted for a while, but then she swiped her moderator card and - PUFF! - Glenn completely disappeared.
"That was Close," I said.
"I know," said Inger, picking up the knife from the floor.
Thank God someone acted!!
Now all those awfulnesses are confined to the last thread, the sealions, lobsters, etc trapped forever between the pages of Dan Brown's forlorn sequel.
With luck, I think we are now about 665 posts to the good.