Ya'll need a voice of reason in this---shall we say, unfortunate turn of events---I will hereby volunteer, because you know, I liked ol' Foosie too.

So then, in the spirit of Foots:

Dearly Beloved Cafe-ites, we are gathered here today to bury the hatchet (and no H2O, not in Mac's forehead):

H2O, will you hereby, in front of Wu and everybody, promise not to B-Slap Mac at your get-together?

And Mac, will you make a promise also, and that would be not to irritate H2O to the point of his forgetting his promise, leading to him then commencing to slap the dog shiat outta you?

With the power invested in me, I now pronounce you...in a cease-fire. You may now kiss each other...icky poo-poo!

Set it aside for Footsie, eh?

Jones