I will have to get back to you on that...Right now I have visions of Radius up on the stripper pole, with a footlong in one hand and his cojones in the other and me sitting along sniffers row with a large jar of mayo
Riiiiiight... I have a hard time picturing what you mean exactly. Are we talking regular or or "night at the Blue Oyster oh-god-it's-not-just-gas" emissions?