TYPE, SLAVE, TYPE!
ok. so the ferret/monkey decided that he didn't like vegimite or chocolate barbeque or however they call it. so he lay down like he was dead like a possum. then he floated up to the surface like a dead possum. it was jolly good fun. oops. anyway he landed on an island where there lived a very strange people, indeed. can you stop that? anyway the strange people all had names beginning with B. in fact, everything on the island began with B! so it was very hard to play I Spy. the light princess. and they would say, "i spy with my little eye something beginning with.... B!" so you'd have to travel around the whole island to find what they were looking for. was it a blueberry? was it a bust? was it a barbeque? was it vegimite? the world may never know. the ferret/monkey got tired of playing I Spy. so he decided to leave. but how?! bum bum bum BUM..... what to do? goodbye, slave.

ok. he knew that cheese was called "fromage" in france. and if they had a word for cheese, they must have some cheese! so he got a one-way ticket and someone else's credit card, with a picture of a monkey on it, to use as a passport. and stowed away, as he had eaten his ticket in his hunger for cheese and salad, in a big steam ship shaped like a toliet. yes. whatcha doin over there, luke? anyway. do you know....? no you don't. because i havent finished the story yet. anyway the toliet sunk. but the ferret/monkey could hold his breath for a very long time. he found a little town under the sea. it was called Theoctopusesgardenintheshade. it was very happy there. they had quiche. but no cheese and salad. the people there were not ferret/monkeys. they were little shrimpie plankton people. they liked vegimite.
alanna: they were insane.
shut up, slave!

i said i would continue with the adventures of the ferret/monkey. obviously, i never did. so i'm going to go back and read what i said about the ferret/monkey so that i can continue the adventures.