The Great Escape Well, I managed to escape my villainous vermin captors. It involved many feats of derring do, an ingeniously clever use of technological gadgets and peanut butter, a tight-panted, gold chain-wearing exterminator named Vito with amorous intentions and carpet-like body hair, and a short phone consultation with Jason Bourne, and it's not over, but I am a free swan now and I even still have all my extremities. Maybe I'll celebrate by posting a story in the next day or two;-)