Fabio will be remembered.

47 million years ago, last week a wee Fuzz by the name of Pepe was attempting to catch a big Barra at the local water hole, when a water bottle washed up on his side of the water hole. He quickly arose from the bank and picked up the weathered bottle with his ugly little hands and took the cork lid off. Then suddenly a tattered and small letter emerged and flopped out, Pepe grabbed this letter and it read....... 'Dear sweet Pepe..... Fabio, Grandma and a couple billion of Fuzzes have died in the village, Don't come back, because we are all dead and don't love you, Papa'. Poor Pepe, he was'nt sure what to do, so he sat down and began crying :(
When suddenly a large, luminescent Hot-Pink Pony appeared upon the Waters edge. Pepe and the mysterious creature stared at one another for quite some time when finally the glowing being said...'Pepe...Jump on my back sweet boy...'. Pepe did as it asked......And they rode off into the messiah.... they werent sure where they were going, but they rode and they rode and rode, and cryed, cryed like they've known each other for a very long time, both unsure of what cruel life had in its wait..... Both Misfits of Life itself......