apost about not drinking warmed milk to help with sleep.. to which I was gonna jump in and yell something like, "Viva La Ambien!" or something like that and make a big case for warmed milk being the devil..
But, once again, I have judged poorly and almost made an azz of mself.. Actually don't drink milk, myself, anymore.. although I make an incredible amount of pudding with it these days..
Friendship is like peeing your pants.. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel the warmth..