And now for something completely different!

[Nighthawk]

It's an oldy but a goody, Hawk.

Can't you see it though? The piper all decked out in full piper garb; playing his pipes; with no expression, stepping off the platform of the tower; still playing the pipes with no expression as he plummits and his kilt flies up; playing, playing, playing; then bloop...

Into the pool of mustard, and silence.

That's exactly what was running through my head! I need to get my delrin pipes more than ever now! Man, you put that thought into my head... In accord with my OCD, I am going to do it- probably summer of Oh-10. And there will be photographic proof...

[BroosterB1]

Please no! Not into the pool of mustard! God's know what will happen, If yea must, do it to a pool of single malt! Better yet, jump then ingest the single malt! I would not have yea ruin a perfectly good kilt!ith: