Tom and I are up in the skies within two points of each other. Koga is still down on the carrier, pants around his ankles, crying out, BEGGING for his imodium.
That was a terrible image you put in my head.... LOL
I have full faith both of you will auger straight into to bull manure within a few weeks.
In the meantime..... Keep looking up as my tennis balls tickle your nose.