Once upon a time, in a land not so far away, there lived a beautiful skunkape/hippie-child named Bobocup. His favorite things to do were tapestry weaving and tormenting Roadie Westley-Cletus. Only he never called him that. He called him Roadie Boy.
All Westley-Cletus would say is: "If you think so!" One day, he realized that when he was saying, "If you think so!" he REALLY meant, "I kinda-sorta-in-a-way-like-your-cooties." And Bobocup realized he kinda-sorta-in-a-way liked Westley-Cletus's cooties, too!
Roadie Boy had no money (*sob*) so he went off to seek his fortune at sea as a pearl farmer. As he left, he told Bobocup: "As long as the Duck Tales theme resonates through this valley, I will carry your cooties close to my heart." It was a very sad day for Bobocup.
Six weeks later, Westley-Cletus's cooties (which Bobocup had faithfully carried close to his heart) reproduced and ate Bobocup's face off.
What? You didn't like it? Oh well. Your loss!
Oh, I suppose you want to go back? Oh, fine then...GO! SHOO! AWAY WITH THEE!!!!
