Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

some magic beans.

When

suddenly, out of nowhere

Jimbo the Alligator said,

“I need a massage!”

"You and me both

," Blawnox Mayor Lucinda Goldstein

exclaimed. She was under

deep hypnotic sedative anesthesia

and about to have

her spleen polished when

Jimbo woke her up.

“It’s time, Lucinda,” said

Jimbo, her trusty talking

jackalope with pigeon toes

, a sharp tongue and

an orthopedic trench coat

“My spleen,” asked Lucinda, "

"Feels like discarded Vegemite,

minced stoat and syphilitic

donkey brains! Why?"

Jimbo