Next time you want to beat the white-truffle oil out of that jerk whose "Pour Some Sugar on Me" ringtone provides the soundtrack to what you thought would be a romantic dinner for two, take a deep breath and be glad it's 2005, not 1805. Back then, as you and your sweetie looked longingly at each other over your roasted muskrat, you might have been distracted by an anvil shot dozens of feet into the sky to announce that it was time to put down the muskrat and head for the hills:... More >>>