My first year here was when Big Ben the Xynoch started that salted water fight in the northwest gym. I was down there for a rotary appointment and BAM! All of a sudden ya got this salty water just drenching you from head to toe to tentacle. Christie's star-given weakness was salt, too, so she had to go to the infirmary for a solid two months. We spent a month of that two months convincing Owat that it wasn't us who started that salt water fight. Man, despite it all, I still miss that little Xynoch.