This is a response to Vol 13 Drury 8 ("Beans for me")...
Thanks for the positive reinforcement, Drury. I would like to make one clarification, just in case we should ever (again) have dinner together, with you doing the ordering:
I HATE beans! I never eat the things; I took them from the woman in the grocery store merely as a matter of principle. Your beans are safe around me.
And what's this nonsense about no dates? It would take more than the proximity of feminine hygiene products to scare most men away from you.