Ya know, Lar, when I get my teevee show, you're going to be my set-up man. It's a funny thing about that thing. The steel parts were long ago sent to the scrapyard. But just a little while ago, SWIATABOC hit an estate sale. While she was there I got an urgent phone call from her, "Hon, there are tools... you'd better come have a look."
40 minutes and some lame excuse later... mumbling about having to fix a leak in the garage or something, I was peering into a darkened garage full of some decent stuff. The thing that caught my eye and followed me home was this:O'Deen