re: #318 MandyManners

I useta’ hide beneath my desk when they’d get going. It was like the clash of the titans.

I remember defending a newby from someone no longer with us, thank the good Lord, who went on a total psychotic attack, and getting a huge, almost worshipful thank you, which was weird but understandable. I was head over heals happy when that lot of assholes hit the door - they were mean, through and through. There are few thinks I loathe more than mean people.