It all started when my friend M needed a new kidney. At the time, the prices were good in Venezuela, only $16,000 a pop. (M has a trust fund.) While it was tempting, those black market surgeons were kind of shady, so we ended up just importing an illegal immigrant who agreed to give us his kidney if we transported his family to the United States. After the surgery, he died of "complications" and now rests under the concert foundation of the new post office. We did transport his family into the USA at some point (there's a safe house somewhere in Arizona), but now they are scattered across Europe with their new rich families.
With my new friends in the organ industry and a few shifty workers found on a MMORPG, we conceived a scam. And by scam I mean legitimate business endeavor. Totally legitimate
. It consisted of abducting little people (midgets), and convincing them to, ah, "donate" their organs. (See how I put quotations around donate? Classic.) Did you know there is a huge demand for small organs? Yeah, it turns out parents are willing to pay a shitload of moola for organs that fit into their children.
Anyway, to cut it short it, it is a slippery slope from midget organ peddler to black market llama rancher/dealer. (A slippery slope that at some point involved 16 androgynous Taiwanese prostitutes covered with blow in a Denny's bathroom. But that's a story for another day.)
That is to say, I have been passing out llamas from my stock to people who fav'd my DD. The virtual llama is actually a representation of of a real live llama who will be shipped to your home. Expect it in two to three weeks, depending on the customs of your particular country.
No need to thank me. (Though I don't mind a llama in return.)