casual afternoon transactions of the damned

"Don't get too excited, but... how many limbs would you give to hear Puppy Sprinkles singing the Mr. Belvedere theme song?"
"Well, I only have four, so... four?"
"Great! For four limbs, you can even post it on your blog."
"Do they have to be my limbs? I could probably give even more limbs if they didn't all have to be mine."
"I'll check with Puppy Sprinkles."
"What does she want me to do, FedEx them to her? Should I wrap each one separately?"