Galloping headlong towards JVB and the others I pulled furiously on the reins. "Slow....down....you....pig!" We screeched to a halt just in front of where JVB was standing. He'd decided to take cover in a bush. "Its ok!" I panted, "you can come out now!"
"Where the hell did you find this?" JVB asked.
"Snorting around in the woods." I replied. "I was sick of running after you long-legged freaks! By the way, did you see Viper? Has anyone tended to his wounds?"

" Road rage, air rage. Why should I be forced to divide my rage into seperate categories? To me, it's just one big, all-around, everyday rage. I don't have time for distinctions. I'm too busy screaming at people. " -George Carlin