Mole was concentrating hard on suppressing his tidal wave a years worth of pent up hormones. He looked at his watch, 11:50 AM. He had ten minutes before he lost higher conciousness became a lunatic ball of fuzz with a one track mind.<br/>"Good!" He said straining with the effort to form a simple four letter word and sipped his coffee. His eye twitched. "She really is attractive. Even if I wasn't turning into a crazed, animalistic gremlin, I'd still think so" Mole thought to himself as he began to eat his dessert-lunch.