You open the mailbox, and a small red creature emerges and stands on the path. You take a close look at him and see that he has a pair of horns growing out of his head, two bat-like wings, and a pointed tail. He opens his mouth...

"Greetings! I am the mailer daemon."

He notices your amused look and seems a bit surprised... he then examines himself, as if for the first time.

"Great, some other jerk who thinks this is funny. How many times do I have to get it through people's heads that I am a daemon, a small sub-program within an existing module, and not a demon, a creature of the abyss?!" The figure sighs. "But I've got a job to do, so I might as well do it. Click on this: [email protected].That's the electronic mail address of the pun-crazed moron who made this page, if you didn't know it already. A little window will pop up, and you can type your comments, questions, suggestions, flames, death threats... whatever you want. Once you're done, click on the 'Send' button, whatever it is, and I'll make sure he gets what you wrote him. Oh... and while you're at it, could you tell him this isn't funny? Thanks."

The creature crawls back into the mailbox and shuts the door behind him. You try to open it again, but find you can't. You debate whether or not to follow his strange instructions... and head up the path after you've made up your mind.