Once the Rolling Stone hit the newsstands, the word spread quickly and all of The Momma's friends started calling each other to see if they had seen the announcement 'n to find out if anyone other than Mary had heard from her. Well Rob, who was usually one of the prankish instigating leaders of the group of cyber friends, couldn't be reached right away, because he only had one phone line which was constantly tied up with his web surfing 'n web site fussing. You'd think the guy would go out and get a real job instead of fiddling with graphics on his computer all day, but that's another story 'n how can ya argue with a guy who says "I started out with nothing and still have most of it left." hhhmmmmm?

To make a short story shorter, Rob aka ole Hasenpfeffer hisself was finally contacted with the latest news of The Momma, and he immediately hoofed it down to his nearest newsstand to pick up the Rolling Stone. Since it was at least ten days since the story broke, { well I think you might know the drill } ... the tabloid tales had been increasing with their usual frenzy and Rob found much more than what he was expecting ...