Yes, I seem to think that somewhere it talks about the workman being worthy of his hire, which means of course the paycheck of some denominational value, fill in the blanks, the more zeroes the better, would be de rigueur, without out which no contract can ever exist.
Already your mentally retarded idiotic Sharon wreaked a tremendous havoc, thus ensuring that no confidence in your empty platitudes and promises of nothingness can ever exist between us and the Turner riff-raff. What were the other eight or nine names of the many daughters of the Baron? I so much could not care less about you pompous arrogant snooty Mediterranean snobs.
