I just cackled and informed Boxnoggin he has moist jowlettes.

He gave me a disgusted look and went back to bed.

That's a good way to put it.

I dunno. I see Meta offerings as manure piles now; if people *want* to stay in them it's a choice, but I don't need to support or join them. Might sound harsh, I'm just an old cranky woman. :P

In other words, Meta doesn't care about fraud. They care only that they get their slice from the grift.

In which I was given dispensation, the quarters go in, and I must away to my shell/cave.

I’m blessed, and very glad they can fondly tolerate their auld mum so.

This, too, is the Way.

now it’s a cuppa and some brooding until I’m no longer irritable

might take a while

Good choices both. (Can’t see Tawny Kitaen without thinking of Beastmaster, too.)