Mine too, came from the infamous company, hence its nickname, the SoB. I only wish that I had met Al before I fell for that sales pitch like a lovestruck teenager at a post-prom beverage party. Unfortunately, I am living with the "love child" after some assistance from the lawyers at the Florida Attorney General's office, but at least I now have custody. I'm still in the "gestational" phase and dealing with the problems of various birth defects and hoping that my baby can turn out nearly as well as Al's. Thanks to Merklin (my social worker); the psychoanalytical assistance of Corey; and Carey Hines (the consulting therapist for missing appendages), some progress is evident, but the HMO managed by my wife has constrained my ability to move at a speed that can rival the famous car-flipping of Merklin.