affame_le_geant_burning_skin fyn gula when scoopy the hopendopen first mentioned that he was delivering a letter form saumboo, puppertwinkle came forth out of hiding, but he did so with a certain amount of incredulity because, not only did he wonder how saumboo was able to write it if his hands were made of stone, but frau werzenwozen was in a comarose dreamstate and would not be able to dictate it anyway. theefore, who wrote it? could it be another one of proina's tricks? puppertwinkle looked at the envelope. his name was written in black primsacolor. and the address said, "some fucking place eastward along the 'strada." who would say it that way? hmmm. and the writing was masculine to be sure. "where deed you get theese?" the little dog asked. he was always embarrassed to speak english. he hated his accent. plus, the burning on his skin from the sticking granules of what was left of the sugar girl was growing continuously worse. it irritated him and made him anxious, as if he drank way too much espresso. he tried shaking them off, but it was no use. he was paranoid and wondered if it was a proinacle conspiracy. did she order the sugar girl's ghost to drop her poisonous granulation on top of him? if only he knew he was right. the fiery vexation on his skin was only the first step in proina's personal plan of devastating destruction for puppertwinkle. "i picked it up at the dohoplasex," scoopy said, referring to what we commonly know as the post office. "do you know who dee sender was, senor?" puppertwinkle asked, cringing with another shot of pain. "no. i didn't see who dropped it off. it was just waiting in my pile of shit. another day, another dollar." scoopy said. he stretched his wings out as if he was preparing to leave. "you should get some help for that skin problem you have. it looks like it hurts like hell." "it will probably go away soon," puppertwinkle said, but he knew better. he was worried. he was scared to death. scoopy raised a concerned eyebrow and shook his head sadly. "gotta go," he said, "you know how busy christmas is." puppertwinkle absent-mindedly watched him go and then opened up the envelope. 021220 ... Questions questions. Was Puppertwinkle wearing a red swimsuit during all this? Was he wearing a top_hat, by any chance? 061027 what's it to you? who go blather from