Thanks, that makes 1-1/2 of us.
It took a long time to get a concealed carry permit for my sarcasm, so I try to be a responsible sarcasm owner.
Now I'm off to study for my totem pole safety certificate.
I want to get certified before the next spate of totem pole killings, then I can make a fortune being the guy who hauls all the totem poles into court.
Dontcha think that poor woman's last words were probably: "Ya know, most guys probably wouldn't erect an improperly supported pole that close to their wife"?
Either that or maybe "Oh, look now, it's all still crooked honey. A little more to your right . . . I said, to your RIGHT! Ahhhhhhh!"
Or maybe they were locked in a struggle over the totem pole and it just went off.