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Fandom High Office, Friday, December 5th
Dec. 5th, 2008 06:34 amThere was something on the roof. They were positive.
They were positive because whatever was on the roof was noisy. Like someone was hitting coconut halves together ON THE ROOF.
Upon some inspection (involving heads going through open windows), they found that it was horses. Tiny horses. Tiny white horses. So they shoved the moose through the window to talk to them. Maybe give them a little 'move on, pick another roof' incentive.
"It's no use," Bob sighed, ten minutes later. "The moose says they only neigh Dutch."
The moose brayed loudly in protest.
"Okay, fine, and Spanish, but his is rusty."
They were positive because whatever was on the roof was noisy. Like someone was hitting coconut halves together ON THE ROOF.
Upon some inspection (involving heads going through open windows), they found that it was horses. Tiny horses. Tiny white horses. So they shoved the moose through the window to talk to them. Maybe give them a little 'move on, pick another roof' incentive.
"It's no use," Bob sighed, ten minutes later. "The moose says they only neigh Dutch."
The moose brayed loudly in protest.
"Okay, fine, and Spanish, but his is rusty."
