'I was just on my way home from work when my flying caterpillar was ambushed by an enormous parrotwhale.' With an expecting look in his eyes, he inquired: 'you know, the ones with with the harpoonshaped tentacles coming out of their head?' Waving his green feathery arms he exclaimed: it nearly scratched my new rabbit-ears designerseat!' Then, squinting his eyes and curving his beak, he went on: 'the big gaping mouth, displaying a row of the most vicious looking teeth, didn't seem too radiate a friendly nature. So i lighted up a smoke, put the airworm in turbo and somehow how i lost our weddingring.'
Feeling slightly angered, but trying not to show it, she reached for the leather whip leaning against the tableside.