One bright day in late autumn a family of PFS ants were bustling about in the warm sunshine, drying out the research they had stored up during the summer, when a starving PFS HCG self-experimenter grasshopper, his HCG bottle under his arm, came up and humbly begged for targeted therapeutics to use.
“What!” cried the Ants in surprise, “haven’t you supported research in the last 5 years? What in the world were you doing all last summer?”
“I didn’t have time to support research and awareness,” whined the ball sunning Grasshopper; “I was so busy injecting testosterone, sunning my grasshopper balls and sniffing for HCG in the woods that before I knew it the summer was gone.”
The Ants shrugged their shoulders in disgust.
“Ball sunning, were you?” they cried. “Very well; now dance!” And they turned their backs on the Grasshopper and went on with their targeted therapeutics.