Damn, where do I begin, I suppose I could always tell you my whole life story. It all started when back in 1455, my Great*30 grandfather Johnas McWillibee met my Great*30 grandmother Eunice Westerfield. Now back in those days they didn't have grocery stores, so you had to go to the local farm and pluck it yourself, and Eunice had gone to the farm to pick some groceries. Now in these days you didn't have fancy electric cars to ride to the farm, they had to...ooops, it appears I am out of time, but I'll just remember where I was and finish up tomorrow.