Many years ago my wife and I invited a couple over visiting from the U.S.S.R. After the formalities prior to digging in, the gentleman picked up the fork in his left hand; the knife in his right hand, and began to spread the prongs on the fork with the knife saying "I like my fork big!" Believe-it-or-not, after dinner he returned the fork to the condition it was at when the table was set. While stationed in Germany I noticed many flyers taped to the men's room walls in the areas frequented by GI's...mostly displayed by woman of certain profession. Perhaps Rene is used to this culture being from Germany...and who's to say he didn't remove the flyers after he peddled his merchandise. <g> Come on, Rene...Let's have one of those big, beautiful German HAHAHAHAs. <g>

Keep finding 'em and keep selling 'em.

JB