“I think what he needs is a kick in the hinnerdale," Esther said. Cathy grunted in amusement. “Believe me, he's been kicked just about everywhere else.”

But what he did not respect, gangster-wise or otherwise but no wise, was that part of the pie that belonged to his uncles.

Jockeys waste and drivers don't and maybe the breed (standardbred) might be a bit more conducive to the conditions.

I saw a rather disturbing cartoon on the Opinion page today..a Norman Rockwellesque family sitting down to a serving of bin Laden.