Saturday, November 6, 2004
Giblets grows tired and bored, and desires entertainment. The fine entertainment of the lute!
Giblets summons his monkey. "Monkey!" says Giblets. "Bring me my lute and play it for me!" The monkey leaps off to do Giblets's bidding! What a splendid monkey! What a fine execution of Giblets's will!
The monkey comes back with a fiddle. "Monkey what is this!" says Giblets. "Giblets demanded lutes, not fiddles!" The monkey makes monkey noises. Accursed monkey! To the lute-room!
"Lute's broken," says Fafnir.
"But it's! Bheeeh! But it's my lute!" says Giblets.
"You sat on it last week," says Fafnir.
"But I! Bheheh! But it's! Bhaha!" says Giblets.
"We got a fiddle," says Fafnir. "An a fife."
"Nuts to your fife!" says Giblets.
Giblets is dissatisfied.
posted by Giblets at 5:19 PM