It was a simple question. I guess I don't bother to follow rules on the Internet, or I don't pay attention to them. See, I come from an era when the net was still the wild west.
You can treat me like the senile doddering old fool that the rest of today's youth culture can't wait to see gone from the planet.
I guess it was like a WWII story your great grandparents told you yungins. They'd randomly pop into a conversation and start telling a story or reminiscing... in my case about the good old days when guys were in diapers when I'd walk into a TrUS and get 3 games for the price of 2 every October.
This is what age does to you, folks. Now where are my keys?