So if you like reading this junk, shoot me a vote. It'd be mighty cool of ya: contesto de blogger's grant. If you already voted, hugs and kisses. I appreciate it.
My toughest competition was quaking in his boots as early as last Thursday. Along with fearing my ability to swing a sword astride a ferocious roaring viking cat, he said that I drive a "monster truck." This charge cannot go unanswered. The Grumbler is neither truck nor monster, and was inconsolable when he was accused of being both. He's a very sensitive vehicle, and since the insult, has not stopped leaking oily tears. I demand retribution! Punish Thom for his cruelty by voting for me!
Anyhoo, to wrap up the whole Mohican 100 debacle, Don did some statisifying: