Well, if you know what you know deep down into your bollocks, then it shouldn't bother you, should it?

So I have to ask. Do you know? Or is something akin to a cold, dead finger probing from the stanky darkness of doubt into the far recesses of your frontal lobe?

If so, how far will you take this? Do you possess the constitution and the depth of faith to go as far as needed?

House of the Rising Sone
Out in the mid or far field
Dedicated mid-woofers are over-rated