If I had the foresight to save my Friday night chat it would have said something like this:
GREENTUNA: If I suddenly stop talking it's because I've been FREAKING HIT BY LIGHTNING!
(various other chatters): Ha Ha, Ho Ho, LOL, is the weather bad?
GREENTUNA: It's really
Greentuna has left the chat
Yeppers. A couple flashes, some big booms, and whammo! Power flickers, Computer goes down and GreenTuna offers Karma some Tea and Crumpets.
Maybe next time I'll learn to keep my mouth shut.
I crack myself up.