Hey Harkins, wake up. I want you to think about this:
In the 80s, when i was a boy, my grandmother would have me look through the Sear's catalog 'wish book' to pick out something for Christmas. Every year, I always had my eye on a certain rock polisher. Now in hindsight, I'm sure glad I never asked for it.
Update:
Willie got a Rock Polisher for her bday. We haven't used it yet.
