yep, I'm really Fugg Dupp. My dead ole lady's name was Mess...that's right..Mess Dupp. The one and only !!! and the above story is actually true (to the way I imagined it). But I'm glad it happened...you know the type well. Yeah she had some pretty tatoos, but she couldnt drive or cook worth a dad-gum. Always stole my tools too. But she really knew her way around a back seat .....could really "torque your wrench" if ya git my drift. She had a tatoo of your face in a really strategic place that always kinda bothered me. I couln't really tell if it was in the front or the back tho...cause they kinda looked the same on her. But you already knew that. I asked why my face wasnt on there and she said you got there first !!! And woulda still been there but you found your keys and drove out and moved up north. I already met Dr Fill. He helped me with gettin Mess's mess cleaned up. He got me to use a strong strain of Lone Star beer, exlax, and a tube of Vagisil to help break down that nasty paste she left behind. As a final note tho....and a tribute to you. She hit the wall so hard that the tatoo of you is forever plastered in my home.