Come to think of it, I've been in a state of flux and in a quandry. I've been in both a tither and a lather. As a youngster I was put in a round room and told to sit in the corner and more than once, cried before I got my whoopin. There's been a time or two that I didn't remember getting home and waking up wondering where I was. But I still don't recall being "in a roster!"
