But when the macaw bit into Weird Al, he came back to life and this just about scared me into the middle of next week!
thoroughly bombard them with coconuts until they finally slunk off.
"We'll be back!" one of them yelled defiantly but another pulled on his arm and started running.
And tripped over Weird Al, who had managed to get onto the Island somehow. Weird Al was weakly singing "Party At The Leper Colony" which seemed strangely appropriate given the loss of a limb that had just recently occurred.
The gerbils of doom, destruction, and despair!
And battalions of flying pigs whizzed by in perfect formation...
I'd had just about enough of all this confusion. It wasn't helping the mega headache I'd had for the last few hours. I closed my eyes and ...
Some furry beanbags and a big box of chocolate fudge brownies.
She only narrowly escaped plunging into the perfectly perilous pits of poo which suddenly opened up around the countryside. "Quickly, we've got to run" somebody shouted, and grabbed her arm.
The shopkeeper had given her a soda siphon instead of an NT blaster.
"Umm, I've only got 5c", whimpered Mergatroyd.
"Sigh, that will do", I said, passing over the apricots.
We both put apricots in our mouths and started chewing...
resist going back to ask the great compost rat if he had any apricot liquer.
I was really starting to get addicted to that taste.
"Er, no I don't think I can help you there", he mumbled.
"Oh wait, there is something out the back, I think".
He shuffled behind a large box that was like the ones that refrigerators usually come in
and came back with a huge...
But she no longer remembered where home was. She'd been beguiled by visions of pyschoactive apricots and completely lost her way.
The kangaroo hopped it with Mergatroyd still comfortably ensconced in her pouch.
And so they all hopped into the nearest spaceship and blasted off for their next adventure in hyperspace. Cliches anyone?