Dear "Lucky Les",

Well my only memory of Las Vegas was dropping 10 bucks in a slot when travelling through there as a tourist one afternoon many moons ago.

One day I'm coming back there to get my loot back. It's not the principle of the thing, its the money. I'd ask you to line up those one armed bandits in an identity parade for me. I'll still know the one who robbed me! He'll be the one with the bite marks which match my dentures.

I'm not going to get involved in a discussion on literature or music with you! Your taste is much to esoteric for me. Whatever that means!

I'm guessing your PS was a Freudian slip. I reckon you meant to say that it helps to stay on the good side of Jesus, the Mexican croupier.

fritz

PS: What's this got to do with cars? Is this what they refer to as OT? Or maybe OTT, as in "over the top"?