Okay, y'all, I'm not one to gossip, so y'all didn't hear this from me. Let's be clear on that. But there's like ONE old member in here and I hear that heifer is consistently being dragged through ha own manure back to his hicktown crap-shack every time he feels it in him to fix his sea hag fingers to type some poorly composed sentence, shading a very prominent diva and her stunning, loyal stans. Snorting coke and Vitamin B-12 like decongestants everyday hasn't helped his mental state too much and he can't see that he fights a losing battle every time. But I'm praying fuh ha, y'all. I hear God works in mysterious ways so I'm hoping Scooby and the Gang can solve this one for us.