You will only date someone a second time *if* they like your ferrets, and
more importantly, your ferrets like them.
 
You calmly explain to guests that no, you don't leave your underwear all
over the house.  You have a ferret who steals them out of the laundry
hamper.
 
You are still trying to track down the owner of a mysterious single blue
sock.
 
This quest leads you to believe that your ferrets have a wormhole into
another galaxy stashed away somewhere.
 
You order all kinds of stuff at the natural food store, just so your
"babies" get lots of good stuff in their duck soup.
 
Guests get excited at strange bumps and noises in your house, but you calmly
explain that is normal ferret sound.
 
You are no longer embarrassed in front of company when you find a box of
condoms distributed randomly around your house.
 
You will sleep in ackward positions to accomodate a sleep sack on your
pillow for your Pookie woman.  ;-)
 
You also don't get mad when said Pookie woman uses your face for traction
to get away from that evil itch.
 
You go to sleep at night thinking of things for this thread.
[Posted in FML issue 2352]