I've been angling for some modern-day mechanical Cyrano de Bergerac device so that I can keep my wits about me when discussing this with my H. I think we need to light a fire under our resident Muscle Bound Techno Geek's arse so that he devises such a machine that we can help HDoggie out. Of course, I'm leaving myself out of it as the only moo's I know about are the ones emanating from the cows we had back home on the farm!
HP, whose father would die laughing if he could only hear his daughter describing herself in such podunk cowgirl terms. LOL
