Friendly enemies
<While often the debate here can get heated it rarely degenerates to insults and invective.
And believe me, when I've had a long day, that ain't easy.
Although I will ream someone out mercilessly, and get my share in return, I like to think of this place as a football game, where two people will do their damndest to rip each other's limbs off on the field, but when the whistle blows, one helps the other up and they go off the field and split a Gatorade.
Some women I know say that's a guy thing. Women would carry a grudge into the ninth generation.