anything_anytime_anywhere farmfish "what is in that package on the table?" i asked myself, just as there was a knock on the door. it was jamie, she had vichy's cat in her arms. (fuck! he's not supposed to be in the street) "was he outside?" i asked. "duh, yes!" she said, glaring at me. "why don't you fucking watch him?" she looked at the package. it was from fyn. "so you didn't open it?" "what is it?" i asked. "how the fuck do i know?" she said, dropping the cat, he shook his fur and started licking himself. "open it." it was full of avocodoes. "oh my God!" jamie said. she picked three up and started juggling them, laughing. she wasn't mad anymore. she made killer guac for the party. 011226 what's it to you? who go blather from