When the whirling dervish of devastation destroyed Edmond's soul, Czar was in the car with our daughter enroute to her violin lesson. He ought to get a Pulitzer for this photo he snapped. Look at the terror on her face:
wtf are you all talking about is there a 'nader somewhere? I'm stuck in the office in Norman so i have no idea.
He's alive! Thanks God! We'll have the Red Cross airdrop you emergency supplies. If you want to go on living in this cruel, unpredictable hellscape, that is.