What can I say: I woke up on the wrong side of my Ice Cave this morning
If I really wanted to Nuke Tom, I'd eat a few Sherpas, wash them down with one of those Ascetic Hindu monks running around the Himalayas, not brush for a day or two, and then track down Tom and breathe on him. Recall the 'face melting' scene from Indiana Jones? When Yetis don't brush, thats what happens to those who feel our ire.
