IV's sick of France, so let's move on. Wish him luck getting back to America on a ferry. The man's nutty.
His birthday is next Thursday, the 11th. MJ is apparently baking the cake. Let's take her at her word. IV and his friends don't really like me (except Rob of course), so I'll keep a low profile and clean
the joint to get it ready for the big event. The rest of you can mud wrestle to win the post. I'm out, but