sempergoofy Yep. That and the dog meat. The dog meat sorta reminds me of an antiques expert who enters a thrift shop (or some such) and his eye falls on a cat which is feasting on food from a valuable antique bowl. So the wily dealer asks the shop-owner "is that cat for sale?" The guy says yes. How much are you asking for it? $50? OK, it's a deal. The buyer hands over the $50, and grabs the cat along with the bowl. "Oh no, you don't" says the shop-owner. "The cat is yours, but the bowl stays right here. Do you know how many cats I sold, thanks to that bowl?"
