I just got back from the store with a loaf of french bread and a gallon on margaritas. I'm usually a peaceful guy but I'm feeling some what rowdy.

God help you if you're an attorney and you get in my way tonight. You're dead meat. No amount of "I work pro bono for the republican party and poor people", is going to save your ass.

Like the song says, "Kill all the lawyers, kill them tonight". I'm down with that.

Curiouoso* spoilin for a fight....