Originally Posted by
Mr. Hairy Legs
I don't mind shoalers as long as they are, in fact, faster than me.
Indeed. Each time I go, "
Hey, his calves are well defined, and his clothing will let him slice through the air like a dart. Off he will go, like a shot, and I will get home none the later." But each time I am wrong. And then I have to find a new place to hide the body.