I will Braid Your wee Sporan with Pleasure my wee Haggis, but "foist" we must slip this Placebo Buzz Lastyear , to the Moody Moderator. She will never know that it isn't Buzz, until all Her Teeth start to rattle. The Cocoa may ease the Poor Dear's Permanent Headache. Now, please Cal...a wee Ditty , come compose a Tune....give us a Squeeze, make that Pussycat, with the 9 legs, howl and squeal with Delight....before the PDA comes back with My Platinum Card....if ever :(