Well, me old sweetheart, if I can get my financial situation a wee bit stable, I'll invite you to this side of the pond, and you can visit the aftermath of our presidential elections. I realize that must sound like the threat of abject mental torture, but in truth, I think you'd find amusement in it. Oh, and you could experience Thanksgiving, a holiday that every Native American calls the Why Didn't We Let Them Die Off When We Had The Chance day.

If you think you'd like the peculiar opportunity, let me know; I'll see what we might be able to cook up (no pun intended) on your behalf. If my situation with Jybian keeps up, you and I will be having the place to ourselves. (That's the part that you should consider to be the threat.) ~_^