You hear the roar of the Harley Hawg in the distance, sounding like the thunder that has been echoing off the buildings. Out of the cloudy, mist rolls The Ferracle, the ferrets clamoring all around. Seems there is much excitement this day. The Ferracle cuts the engine and hops off the Harley. My little trophies, have I seen things to tell you about. Seems there was this lil trophie that was all full of himself bein a big big star and all that. Well seems like the airline he worked fow accidenty shipped him to Alaska. Twas quite a spectacle cryin lil baby he was. He cried like a little girl. Then I was on my way lookin for that Oracle woman, man those ankles. I just have to lick, lick, chomp dose. I came upon this auction on eBay. It is to help a little ferret girl wat I met recently. She needs to get a surgery. You can bid on dis really really awesome afghan at http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=2033544264 [Posted in FML issue 3821]