It seems to me as though there might've been a way, but without and evidence? Ha! (notice the exclamation mark to show the power behind that word) How could anyone expect to get any work done then? I brought myself up to speed with the things that were originally slowing me down but by time I caught up I realized I was still standing in the corner. Many people think I eat corn for a sandwhich, but I know the truth is out there. Even the dogs know I'm out there. Speaking of bacon bits, I was on my way to the morgue when I saw a lone bowling ball sitting on a park bench all by its lonesome self. I decided that it was up to me to save the day again. After all, a proctologists work is never done. So I parked my ass on the cactus and began screeching like a banshee getting an anal piledriver when all of a sudden! (exclamation mark)