hexinated . "Hey, what happened to your armhair?" "Story about that one, brother! You know the little shoppe selling those itsy foil candies? The one across the street from the nuclear plant? Well! Several years back, I left the shoppe with a fistfull of sugar-coated sugar candies. At the corner I saw a little old man who appeared to be waiting to cross the street. I offered both a candy and my assistance crossing the street. Yet he scowled, gestured something rude, and at last uttered some sort of hexination in my direction as I fled westward. Ever since, my armhair has been especially flaxen." 070413 ... somebody ` 090129 what's it to you? who go blather from