From RCSI Publishing's MFF 2008 con report:

"...when suddenly, this adorable ox named Orvan showed up with deliveries from ACME for Foxfeather, Lucky and both Matt and myself."

Adorable? I do not think of myself that way, but if someone else does, who am I to argue?

"Matt and I weren't sure what to expect from a package marked ACME, but he was so cute you couldn't help but trust him."

Cute? You know, I keep hearing that. I like it, but I can't quite believe it. Trustworthy I do believe, but so few others seem to. They seem to always expect a kaboom, somehow.

"Thank you for the box of goodies, Orvan Ox!"

You're welcome, of course. But I just deliver, really.

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