I think I'd like to meet you in person.
That sounds fanTastic! =]
I live out here on the streets of Waikiki, Honolulu of Oahu, not a place to lay my head, nor any establishment for 7 years now, only owning a backpack. I would be delighted to meet you, lol I might ask you for a dollar =p


Reminds me of a joke:
Patrons of a saloon in the old west are enjoying their beers when a man brusts in, yells "Big Jim is coming! Big Jim is coming!" and promptly rushes back out.
Without hesitation, all of the patrons immediately get up, leaving their drinks and a scattering of personal belongings behind, and in a flurry of fearful chatter and pushing and shoving immediately rush out of the saloon leaving only the bartender behind.
About a minute later, this hulk of a man darkens the doorway, and literally blows the saloon doors off their hinges when he enters. The bartender slowly and cautiously peers up over the bar and sees in front of him the hugest, ugliest man he's ever seen.
"Gimme that bottle of Whiskey" the man growls.
The bartender rises slowly and hands over the bottle. The man promptly bites the top off of the glass bottle and pours the entire thing down his throat, loose shards of broken glass and all.
"W-w-w-would you l-l-like another bottle?" the bartender stammers, scared for his life.
"Are you crazy?" the man growls, "Big Jim is coming!"