::A robed woman hunches over in a dark closet in attempts to hide from Da Wolfy. Light beaming in from the cracks around the door reflects green in two tiny eyes that periodically blink in the darkness:: Dippy: "Why did ya do it huh? I couldn't talk to my boyfriends or nuthin." Oracle: "I didn't mean to. I mean... I'm not as smart or diabolical as the Wolfy thinks I am. I dont know computer stuff... I only know mystical stuff." Dippy: "Oh, then you put a curse or hex on da puter did ya?" Oracle: "No, I swear, I didn't do anything on purpose. Don't tell anybody, but I'm a spaz. I think I let in a virus during the July 4th weekend while Wolfy was playing with those firecrackers. I was trying to do her a favor, and .... well what a mess, huh?" Dippy: "Hehehe... so it was an accident.... but Da Wolfy thinks you are this formidable foe? Dis is funny!" ::She dooks and dances in the closet:: Oracle: "Shhhhhhhhh.... be very, very quiet. It's really best that we lay low until she cools down... or is able to fix the old computer for the skin kids. Okay?" Dippy: "Okay pal. I"ll think of you as I whiz through her new super fast computer and play games, and when I play with my new toys that she will not be able to afford to buy you any more! Ha ha! See ya!" Oracle: "#%$@ #@^&#&&&&& *#&*!!!!!" Wolfy [Posted in FML issue 4213]