It teetered, it tootered, danced on the brink of the edge letting out cries of detest, briefly, and then fell. Like a rather obese swan over marshland...ahem. Anyways, here it goes again. While on the other hand it's rather hypocritical for yours truly to reopen this little wound since he didn't try to redeem the previous installment from it's ailment in any way, still, on the other(the more prominent) hand the show must go on. No matter how barely.
Gentlemen, play ball.