So I’m scrolling thru the forums last night and I come across an old one by Marc Allioto. I’m reading thru, diggin’ it. There’s some really great stuff in it. After reading for a little while I get to one part in the article where my heart drops.

Keep in mind, this whole time, I am fully aware of the possibility of being able to meet everyone in Vegas (hopefully/eventually).

Well there comes a question to Marc and it sounds something like “how tall are you”?

….I’m saying to myself, please be 5’4, please be 5’4…..

Well he claims to be 5’6, which, if he is anything like me, he’s only 5’51/2 and we are the SAME height!

Oh God, I can see where this is going….damn short jokes!

Well, Marc, it seems like we are the same height -ish which means we will be best friends and defending each other the whole time. which also means the Bigdog could probably cradle us in his arms.

Dynamite comes in small packages boys, be ready for me!

PEACE