hhmmrumph? Must have fallen asleep. Where’s the..? Oh there are the volcanoes. Yes, they are quite larger up close. It, well, it looks like I will crash into the side of this rather giant one right in front of me. Cannot gain altitude. Ummm. Okay.
Blobby, this, well, this is it. I would like to thank you and Roy for your truly exceptional service. I am sorry for shaking you this morning. Let us be brave, lads. The Great Common Discovery is about to be brought upon us, and I do not regret a thing. Keep typing till the end, Blobby…
woooOOOOORRRSSSSHHHHHHH!
?: HEY! WHASSIS? GIMME!
PF: Excuse me? Who is speaking?
Cy: Wha-hey, little feller! My name’s Cy – I like yer sky-pimple!
PF: What are you?
Cy: Ma says I’m a perfect storm, but I’m just a regular ol’ hurricane. You wanna be dashed against these here volcaners?
PF: No, not particularly. My, as you say, sky-pimple could not climb high enough to clear the, erm, volcaners.
Cy: Oh! Well I can help! Batten down yer bonnets, here we go!
FLOOOOOSSSHHHH!
Blobby Log Ed. Note: Roy and I have airbags in the log, so we would have been fine crashing into the volcano. But don’t tell PF, he’s very sensitive.
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