Smug is good, Crickt. I feel smugger than cherry pie when I get out of work after it's been snowing all shift. I ride happily past my co-workers, who are hard at work scraping off their windshields and shoveling snow from around their tires. I always yell something smug like "Boy I sure would hate to be driving on a night like this!"
Last edited by Roody; 12-04-06 at 08:02 PM.