Har! Ralphs are looking for pipsqueak Freds called Chuckles. Har! Ralphs hear hesheit is annoying one of your regular "contributors". Har! Freds know annoyance is Ralphs' job. Har! It's in our contract with the Galactic Overlord. Har! Section eight, paragraph four. Har! It says "Ralphs shall have exclusive right to annoy lower life forms without competition from other advanced races for a period of ninety-nine Galactic Years." Har! Freds are supposed to eat you creatures, not merely annoy you. Har! This Chuckles twit is so inept that instead of scaring the fecal matter out of the Bee-dubya-ell creature he is pursuing, hesheit is only annoying the human creature. Har! If the Bee-dubya-ell creature needs annoying, that's our job! Har!