I'm a Liger!

In our office, the first line of tech support is our imaginary liger. Lost your password? The liger is on the way. (The liger will eat you and you won't bother us anymore.)

This is not an imaginary liger -- this is me, painted to look like a liger by my delightful niece. (We had a girls' day with Grandma. Grandma took us to lunch and bought a large supply of face paint, and then conveniently had to go home.)