Hehe, WG, that's so right. In the early karma days I went down to the street corner to do business with the karma pushers. Trouble was, I mistakenly approached a hooker instead... and I spent the next few hours looking for a Viagra pusher so I could do business with her.
Yeah, got myself into all sorts of trouble, I did. First off I had my Zimmer Frame stolen down a dark alley, then I tripped over a big pile of doggy doo-doo (what happened to the pooper scooper, fella) and bruised myself quite badly. At that point I wished that I had taken the Viagra a bit later in the piece, but I digress.
Shortly after that I was stopped and questioned by police in relation to a shoplifting in sports store where a pogo stick was stolen. Yeah, like it was me, just because my pants were a bit strained. The first cop asked me if that was a pogo stick down my pants, or did I always have such a large spring in my step. The second cop reckoned I should be taken in for questioning... and that was my first lucky break. The metal detector on the front door revealed that I had no stolen pogo stick on me and I was released without further ado.
Nope, the evening didn't go too well! By the time I got back to the hooker I was plum tuckered out and didn't have the energy to avail myself of her services... which is where I next got into trouble. Yup, she gave me a raincheck, which was found by my mother when she was going through my pockets before my pants into the wash. Got grounded for a month for that... after which I moved out of home. Yeah, I figured a bloke of 55 oughta sever the apron strings and make his own way in the world.
So yeah, people, to help others avoid such woes, distribute karma freely and don't hold back... unless it's Doc. He has become such a karma whore he could use a millenium break so's lesser folks can catch up.