Laughter is sometimes good medicine, so we should all thank Kent.  Just take
a minute to picture a stuffed turkey soaking in brine in Kent's garage, bits
of bread, celery and onion floating out of its buoyant ass.  And Kent,
pulling the victim out of the brine/stuffing soup, thinking, "Well, this
stuffing is going to be too salty and it's going to be a watery, goopy mess.
I better warn the group about this right away."   Of course, this didn't
really *happen,* except in Kent's retardomind, or if it did, Kent needs 24/7
supervision.

But he was good enough to warn all the rest of us about his imaginary
disaster.

<giggle>

Jack Curry
-Maybe I'll unplonk Kent after all...