Yeah, well recite the number of sexual positions named after your hobbies, pal.
Now if you'll excuse me, the neighbor's German shepherd and I need to do a little meteorologist action.
Hey, Enron. Let's leave your racket to score on chicks for the holidays outta this.
Detroit is so passé. They at least have a police department. I remember living in fancy-pants Palo Alto when East Palo Alto was murder capital of America not that long ago. EPA did nothing but have to call in for backup support from every neighboring town to clean stuff up. And to keep it from bleeding over, they actually came on mutual aid calls all the time!
I was in Torino last month. Nowhere did anybody mention Detroit. Salt Lake City, yes (don't ask why I'm in a freak SLC mood lately ... per my latest avatar, must be all that Carnival of Souls movie stuff mixed with hanging in the abandoned amusement park land of Asbury Park, NJ).