My wife was driving to meet me for lunch today and a lunchtime DJ on the radio said ``We'll save you from reading 800 pages to find out who died in the new Harry Potter book. It was xxxxx.'' All before she could change the station. (Actually she said she flipped to it in the middle of the sentence and she didn't know what they were talking about until it was out of their mouths.)

Very classy.

I'm trying to get them fired.