That was no earthquake; it was Burns spinning in his grave.

back to lawn mowers, there are several and many good ones. But I could only pick one, the Briggs and Stratton

What ever MJ gets its not enough, however even if he went to jail, he would still be having a ball or two.

Look at him, and people call us freaks.

Now Riverwind, your denials fool no one. We all know you secretly desire to bear Michael's next child. Just think of it - swept up in the vortex of Michael's virility! The two of you could wear matching military outfits, moon-walk together, and the paparazzi would trail you to all the chic parties. Then, after the glitter, the two of you could be alone in your private universe, with Michael sharing his comic books and you making him giggle by tickling his thing. Oh, it's to die for!

P.S. In your avatar, you look like Dr. Andrew Weil. Is there any relationship?

P.P.S. You know I'm just kidding, don't you? Really I'll be the one to bear Michael's child - that will be the one with the red 666 birthmark and the cloven hoofs. I trust you'll be the one driving the power mower.