Man oh Manoschevitz. I have a scenario for you all: two strapping lads went into a certain store to get groceries for the weekend. One of these lad, the more handsome of the two, attempted to get a small basket that could be used for carrying foodstuffs and other items. Little did he know that this particular basket was attached to a light metal frame and served as a recepticle for a myriad of other baskets. The more observant, but less handsome, of the lads explained this to our poor, unobservant hero. In gest our hero used one of his chisled arms to shake the holder in a jovial manner to emphasize the humor in his unobservant ways. Now this particular store was under the keen eye of a particularly hideous, slow witted, and large she-troll. This ogre of a woman aimed her bellowing vocal excretions towards our dashing young hero, obviously jealous of his beauty and quick wit, and exclaimed: "That's the holder!!" Of course the lad knew this by now as the keen eye of his brother had noticed this, and pointed the fact out to our well muscled adventurer. Angered at the rudeness of the ogre woman, yet undaunted our lads contined with their purchases. As they left the store the handsomer of the two read the mind of the glutanous ogre woman. One thought filled her cavernous sephalic region: "I wish they were made out of cookies!! That flock of sheep I had an hour ago was not enough!" In light of this our heros left the bazzar. They shall return to avenge the gluttony and insult that this ogre women imposes upon the land.