my girlfriend wants me to give her away at her wedding, I learned Fortran and Cobol right before IBM made the PC, the week after I played 2, 11, 13, 20, 29, 38 on the lottery, those numbers hit, I sunk my life savings in Enron the week the Feds raided, my psychologist told me it's all exterior, no such thing, she said , on her way home walked into the path of a bus, thank god for my rabbit's foot in my pocket, and the **** **** hanging around my neck, and the four leaf clovers I wallpapered my living room with, I mean , can it get worse?