In a message dated 5/20/2004 2:02:55 PM Eastern Standard Time, [log in to unmask] writes: Genius that I am, I'm trying to cover an ass to which I have been denied access. Just proves how nice a guy you is. You are a gentleindividual and a scholar. Know any young chickies in the North Joisey area looking for an old blubberbutt? How about a flamethrower for that? The little bastards. Where's Marlon Brando when you need him No doubt looking for the butter. - a little napalm would do a world of good. Oh, right - that's outlawed, too. Goddam environmentalists. I have a quote on my whiteboard, which I attribute to you Must be John; I'd never come up withything that good.- maybe it was jc..."They don't build 'em like they used to because there's a law against it." I think it holds true in this case. one (theoretically) doesn't wants one's (ex-) wife to buy a pile of frass for somewhere north of $500 grand an awful lot of wonga for something that sounds like it should be razed. And you're just going by my description of it's structural condition. It's in a subdivision of equally ugly 1950's tract houses with low-slope roofs that look like a flock of crashed birds. With bad windows and aluminum siding. One word (woid). Yuckymundo. Not even close. Vomitacious is on the far side of the right continent. , or how does she get the sellers to put a billion dollars in escrow until after she's bought it and then starts The Great Termite Safari? I'd think she could make a purchase offer contingent on a certificate of occupancy (or some other similar type of document) based on the termite infestation - wouldn't that give her an out? I am forwarding our colloquy to her as we go along, and she's forwarding them to her lawyer and realtor. However, I think I'll keep this one among us Pinheads, since it's preservation content has been limited in favor of soon-to-be-ex-wife-bashing content. Smart choice. Good to have an ace up your sleeve I may be stupid, but I'm not dumb. Why do you think I don't wear Guinea Tees? Ralph