OK....well now....hmmmmmmm??? I've thought this over....and the only thing I can equate to my ass and Billy Connelly (or Connolly.....or however he spells it....if I am even thinking of the same person......*commedian, Scottish....rip roaring funny*) is the time he told of the guy on the plane in the seat next to him.......sleeping.....and *letting one rip* that sounded like.....the noise made when Errol Flynn lunged through the air with a knife in his teeth and gripped the knife just as he got to the mast of the ship and plunged the knife in and it began to rip down the length of the mast and made a long, disturbing noise!

So.....um Vigil hun? Ya better not be meaning that in comparison! If so.....bend over....cause I'm gonna spank ya mighty hard!

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