'Then I thought I might be a larch but my horns are too wonky so I finally decided I was part oak, part beech and part custard tart.'
'Brilliant!' said Cyril. 'I think most people would choose to be a part oak, part beech, part custard tart tree if they could be.'
'Yippee!' mooed Annie and she did quite a long dance*
'So,' she continued, 'in an attempt to appear interested in the life of another person. How have you been spending your most valububble time?'
'Hmm,' Cyril replied. 'Well, I got hungry so I ate a big cake, then several more cakes, 18 dinners, 54 breakfasts and 1 light snack but that was just this morning and I seem to have become even more irresistible, because, let's face it, I'm gorgeous.'
'Truthful, interesting and caketastic!' mooed Annie.
'Always a pleasure,' Cyril replied. 'Now, could I interest you in a mug or a t-shirt? The perfect gift to yourself at the start of a brand new adventure!'
'I'll have half a mug and eleventy billion t-shirts please,' said Annie.
'Size?' asked Cyril.
'Oh, I think they'll have to have some,' Annie replied. 'Otherwise they could only exist in my head and the pink squirrels would nibble the edges.'
So Cyril started wrapping eleventy billion t-shirts and Annie checked the fish box to help to pass the time.**
* 1 Hoof mitten has become dislodged but is in no danger of falling.
** It was empty.
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