Stoppit! Stoppit already! This is supposed to be a working weekend for me ::gnashes teeth, tears out hair, does a few more lines of actual work and sneaks back for another peek::

I love this. My excuse is that laughing does the serotonin thing improves quality of work (bloody certain it doesn't do anything for the quantity). And that convinces nobody but me .... oh well!

Also love that line about Doyle's mother!

On second thoughts, don't stoppit. I want more!