Ahhh yes, the mother of all backlashes. Bryan after noticing what went wrong snickered and demanded I return to his truck to fetch him an icy cold beverage. Perhaps if #^&#^&#^&#^&#^&#^& were there instead he would have provided some help to a poor Iowa boy lost without his fields of corn.
There's a special place down below waiting for you Mr. Rockhound, and it doesn't rhyme with the number seven
-spence