Forgive me in advance, but this story reminds me of the old joke, "What do you get an old woman for her birthday?" Answer: "Mikey, he'll eat anything." (Those of you too young to remember those commercials will be utterly lost, which is probably just about all of ye.) At the very least, I'm sure this story will console a lot of young, drooling females, who can now rest assured that there may yet be hope for them; in forty or fifty years. (RK: Shades of "John Who Can't?" **shudder** )
Key words: "I spent two and a half hours saying No." Just like anyone that saw Alexander.
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