.....they uster say "LIfe's an IQ Test..." and the fact that you've decided to blunt those devils after the 6th or 7th unplanned encounter with them speaks volumes. However, just the mental IMAGE of cauterized butt-cleavage sounds like something out of Saddam's play-book! Ick-a-poo! Go with the Bumperettes (great girl-band from the 50's!)!!!
