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While feeling positively bummed out, she encountered Sir Alfred the Buttchan > ( & > &) again but this time it was a stroke of luck. 'Kidnap my baby!' she handed him a pebble in payment and he wiggled his toes dutifully. When a cheesy night came, WobblePlopper was snatched from her bed of nails and taken to a village full of veal and castrated computers which spoke Traitorese. WobblePlopper was pretty miffed, I can tell you, so she bit of Sir Alfred the Buttchan's nose off and waddled over to a nearby tavern. When she reached the counter, a horrific sight greeted her. A PERSON!!! It's face was a sickly shade of pink, it's eyes were on the FRONT of it's head and it had a strange girth appearing in the middle of it's face. It's mouth was merely a slit and it had a strange tuft of hair on top of it's ugly head. 'ALLO LUV' Cocott the bartendress ( ^ > ^) yelled deafeningly. 'FUD!' WobblePlopper climbed up the bench and tweaked the bartendress's nose. The bartendress handed WobblePlopper a crisp and WobblePlopper inserted in into it's/her/his ear and then vomited rainbows. When Martin found his baby was gone, he cried jelly beans and prodded his wife who giggled evilly.
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