aaaaahhhhrrggghhhh!!!!!!! bikermouse runs out of the building screaming . . . aaaargghh !!!! . . . six blocks down the road he finally realizes that he is no longer a frog and doesn't have to kiss every pretty girl that comes along. pulling himself together bikermouse walks back into the theatre and sits down to watch the show. He later explains to his current date that he knew a girl that looked something like that back when he worked for a guy named Henson. nice job bloodsong - she's charming, - TJ (bikermouse)