"There was a little girl,
who had a little curl,
right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good,
she was very, very good,
when she was bad she was horrid."

Don't think ole Mother Goose would like to see that here.......
So let me just say: If you can't be good, then at least be very good at being bad.

*as I push that pesky curl back*

teddy