<blockquote><div><cite>bubble_dragon wrote:</cite>Ptricia nodded. "Okay."<br/><br/>She pulled a Cast Iron Stomachs t-shirt from... somewhere and gave it to the surprised squirrel. "Hang on a second..." She pulledout an indelible marker and signed it. "Guys, I know you want to get off, but could you both do the honours?"<br/></div></blockquote><br/>"What the f..." Chris trailed off, sighing, and took the marker, grinning and signing the squirrel's shirt somewhere around the chest area. Typically. "Thanks again. I hope you enjoyed it. I don't even have one of our t-shirts yet."