I spent last night in the company of Satan... All he did all night was whine about how nobody likes him & how he has no friends & how his brothers beat him up & his dad threw him out. So I finally get Satan to stop whining long enough to ask him if he is going to bargain for my soul. He looks at me and says, "Sure. What will you give me to take it off your hands?"
-------------------- "Being deeply learned and skilled, being well trained and using well spoken words; this is good luck."