Hello, and Girls. is a story that I like to call, ``Peter and the Wolf''. Are you sitting Are you!? Good, let's begin....
Each character is by a different instrument of the synthesized orchestra.
For instance, the part of Billy the is played by a flute, like this...
The part of the Duck is played by an oboe...
Louie the Cat is a clarinet. All right, he's not a clarinet. just --- you know, he's represented by a clarinet....
The part of the will be played by Don Amiche. He... Can't it? Oh. Huh. Okay, um, hmm, in that case, the part of the will be played by, huh, a bassoon....
Three horns play the part of... uhm... three French horns... uh...
(The Wolf! the Wolf!) Right! The Wolf. Seymore the Wolf....
The kettle drum and drum represent the sub-machine-gun fire of the hunters...
And, of course, as always, the of Bob the Janitor is played by the accordion.
Well, it for the introductions. And now, the story.
A long ago, in a galaxy far far away... uh.... Oh, excuse me...
Once upon a time --- I think it was last --- a boy named Peter opened the and went out into the big green meadow.
On the branch of a big sat a little bird. is quiet'', said the bird. ``Holy cow! A talking bird!'', Peter.
Just then, Bruce the Duck came waddling by. Bruce was very happy that hadn't closed gate and he decided to out the deep pond in the meadow.
Billy the Bird saw the Duck, so he decided to fly down and pick an him.
``What kind of are you if you can't fly?'', he said; to which the Duck replied, ``I'm a duck! Stupid!''
They argued and argued. The Duck swimming in the pond. The bird skipping the shore. (Scratch) Sorry.
Suddenly, something caught Peter's eye --- and you how painful that can be. It was Louie the Cat crawling the grass.
Louie the Cat thought, ``If the Bird is busy arguing, just grab him''. So quietly, Louie towards him on his velvet paws. Well, his paws weren't really velvet... they were, you know, of like velvet. It's a, d'ya call it? Uh, a `metaphor'. It's a metaphor, get it?
``Look out! Look out! Look out! out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out! Look out!'', Peter.
The bird immediately flew up into the tree... while Bruce the Duck at the Cat... from the middle of the pond.
Louie the Cat around the tree and thought, ``Is it worth climbing up so high, or should I send out for pizza?''
Grandfather came out. He was all bent out of shape Peter had gone the meadow.
``It's a place. If a Wolf should come out of the forest, then what would you do, Peter did not answer, because after all, it was a question.
Boys like are afraid of a lot of things, like Nuclear annihilation and flunking algebra, but not afraid of Wolves.
But got Peter in a headlock and dragged him home, telling him that he was grounded and that he couldn't watch any cartoons for weeks.
then, as luck would have it, a big, mean, hairy, ferocious, snarling, carnivorous Wolf, huh, did out of the forest! But I we all knew that was coming. I mean, the story is called, and the Wolf'. We couldn't very well call it, `Peter and the Wolf' if wasn't any wolf, could we? Huh, would be really stupid.
The Cat was up the in a twinkling; which is about, oh, 2.3 seconds.
Bruce the Duck so hard that he propelled himself backwards and up dry land.
For those of you taking notes, this is a practical example of Newton's First Law of Motion, clearly states that for every action there is an equal and reaction.
But no matter how quickly Bruce tried to away, he couldn't escape Seymore the Wolf who was wearing his best pair of shoes.
The Wolf was in on the Duck. It was getting closer and closer and closer and and then....
He got 'em! He got 'em! Oh no! Oh, it was terrible! Oh, oh I believe it! Oh! The humanity! The humanity! Oh my God! Ahh-hoh, oh, huh.
And then with one big gulp, Seymore him down. (Burp)
Um, let me recap the story in case you just walked into the room: Louie the Cat was sitting on one branch. Billy the was on another branch, not too to Louie, and Bob the Janitor was at home defrosting his refrigerator.
The walked around the tree so many times that he made a small trench.
Meanwhile, Peter was behind the closed gate, videotaping everything that was on.
Suddenly Peter got an idea. He ran and got a big spool of his grandfather's unwaxed floss.
One of the of the tree that the Wolf was circling was conveniently stretched out over a high wall.
scaled the wall, lickity-split, which is even faster than a twinkling.
Then he grabbed the and climbed onto the tree.
Peter to Billy the Bird, ``I want you to fly down and circle around the head to distract him, but be very careful he doesn't catch you and bash your skull in and tear out your lungs and you up into itsy-bitsy teeny-tiny pieces.''
``Okay'', the bird.
Billy the Bird almost touched the head with his wings while the Wolf angrily at him. ``Go ahead'', said the Wolf, ``make my day''.
``Come on, cut it out'', snarled the Wolf, ``you're for trouble, Punk''. But Billy the just kept on harassing him.
Meanwhile, Peter made a out of the dental floss and, carefully letting it down, caught the by the tail and pulled with all his might.
himself caught, the Wolf got really ticked off and started jerking back and forth.
Peter tied the other end of the dental floss to the and left the Wolf in mid-air. ``Hey, Big Bad Wolf'', said Peter, ``why don't you come up and get us
``I would'', said the Wolf, ``but, well, I'm kinda tied up now.''
Just then, some members of the Rifle Association came out of the woods, firing their magnums, and bazookas.
But Peter yelled, ``Don't shoot. Billy the Bird and I have the Wolf. Now, let's him to the Zoo''.
idea!'', said the hunters, ``and if he likes that, next week we'll him to Disneyland!''
Just imagine the victory parade. was at the head. (Flush) But a few minutes he was through and then the parade began with Peter at the front.
After him, the leading Seymore the Wolf.
Then Grandfather, and Louie the Cat, and finally, Bob the who had to sweep up the mess. Grandfather his head discontentedly, ``Well, Peter, what if you hadn't caught the Wolf? What ``Well'', said Peter, ``he would have ripped out my intestines with his teeth.'' ``(Cough/gag/choke)'', said Grandfather, ``I that, you idiot. It was a question.''
Above them, the Bird chirped proudly. ``Yeah, that's right. We bad. We bad''.
Granfather decided that had enough of the pond and the meadow and the whole scene, so he ran off to Los Angeles and joined a Heavy Metal band.
And about Bruce the Duck? Well, the Wolf had been in such a hurry that he him... alive! means the gastric juices slowly disolved his body and he died a long, death.
However, you'll be happy to that just a few years later he was reincarnated as MacLaine.
And the moral of the story is... oral hygiene is very important. Make you see dentist at least twice a year