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Yea, that's pretty much what the polak doctor said when he saw me pop out backwards and with my umbilical cord wrapped around my neck. To answer of few comments. Sid, I got a lot of Chris Elliot rags back in the day, particularly when he had that TV show where he was a newspaper boy. I think it was GET A LIFE, we had the same profile when bearded, and this was back when he wore glasses like mine. And yea, Bob, I love polka music, Frankie Yankovic and Big Steve and his Stevedores playing their stomach Steinways. I didn't mind listening to the Mexican radio stations on the night shift; Carmarina and Sophia would switch stations in the bindery every two hours, but most Mexican music is polka-based. Even the ballads, to an extent. One night I will have to post about the coolness that is Dick Contino.