Words by my dear friend Angel, spoken by me.Make sure as you read this you read it in a British accent. Davey. Such an elusive creature, seeing how all good pictures of him have strayed far from the artist's hands.Portraits of him are few in diversity. Teaberry icecream. It's so elusive it's the official food of the elusive creature. Except muffins, but everyone likes muffins.Anyways, the abundance of this ice cream has been declining. There is only one logical theory. Davey has stolen the teaberry ice cream and is hoarding it all for himself. I know what image your mind is creating, as Angel and myself have thought it,too. Davey is sitting in some old abandoned warehouse with his many gallons of the teaberry ice cream, laughing menacingly. Laughing because he has deprived the world of himself and the special teaberry icecream. The End.