Originally Posted by Trollheart

I'd let you skip the queue if I could hon, but if I did that I would have my guts for garters. I'm a real bastard when it comes to me; sometimes I don't know why I put up with me. The way I treat me, I wouldn't take it from anyone else, but I guess in the end I need me as much as I needs me. Or, um, something. Lost in translation? Was it ever found?