Someday the prinkledimples will reign down from the sky and then whose to blaim? My prayers lie wih the father of the Octagons that sacrificed themselves for little Timmy down the road. There is nothing. Some day soon a giant bubble will appear and entrap all but the most disheartened procrastinators, but not yet. The time has come, but not for us. We will never be ready.

Phun approaches.