Oh there it is again! The Fugitive From The Cowsill's Salt Lick! (If you've never lived on a farm, you may not know what I'm talking about. Well don't worry, dearie. Neither do I.)
SPEAKING OF COWSILLS, I never believed it could happen. I never in a million years believed a groovy group like that could hit the big time. All those adorable children, and their MOTHER yet! Well, this is to announce that a NEW group is being formed RIGHT HERE AND NOW! Who's in it? Why simple, dearie, you're in it, if you want to be! You're in it and I'm in it, and (ung) Trajen and (ugh) Madame Merkin and (ugh) all the other misfits here at DIG. We'll put a group together with Your Ol' Mother Frack as the head!