Voldy gets Hot Chick

Yes, he indeed does. Quite literally. He gets a chick - the original teeny fluffy cutie bird that comes out of a hen's egg - that is hot. Some of you might be wondering what chain of events led to this. Okay, so it happened that there's this great Finnish professor, Prof. Toad·waltz who specializes in writing operating systems for computers. When he's not doing that, he's in his private little poutlry farm that he keeps as a hobby. In one breeding season (for hens), a chick hatched with somewhat abnormal body metabolism. She had unusually high average body temperature and found it difficult to survive in the cold Finnish weather. Anxious about his chick's condition and failing to find any local solutions, Prof. Toadwaltz looked up his favourite newsgroup comp.poult.chicks and found this contextually irrelevant but accidentally fortunate post by our Voldy:
"Wanted, Hot Chick. Desperately. Write to: voldy@voldem.com."
Over a couple of email exchanges, Prof. Toadwaltz had Voldy's address and had determined that the climate of Dementia was great for the hot chick to thrive. So he couriered him the hot chick.

We won't get into the shocks and traumas Voldy went through right from when he got the little package, not to forget the horrible stink it had for the chick had no choice but to use the darned box as a bedroom-livingroom-bathroom set. So it's a couple of weeks since then and Voldy is wondering whether to complain to the professor or sue him. But deep deep down inside his decimated cerebral cortex, a series of neural impulses lead him to conclude that it would all come back to him - after all he'd posted on the wrong newsgroup. Besides, he was getting used to the chick and thought a pet wouldn't make his lonely life worse. So that's how the hot chick came to stay along with Voldy. However, Voldy's quest for the mystical hot chick is still on. Lots o' luck, Voldy.