Once upon a time there was a small pixie

Once upon a time there was a small pixie called Delphine. She was sad because she had no peanuts. Her pet beetle, O'Flagherty, set off to steal some from the Peanut Dragon in its

Suddenly, O'Flagherty felt a strange smell of honey and give up the peanut.

Then the elephant tightened the lid on the jar of honey and ate it's snack. O'Flagherty looked at the others. Should he say anything about what just happened? Or if he pretended

he didn't see the highly intellegent elephant, maybe it would let him go. The elephant winked at him. O'Flagherty quickly grabbed his phone. He held it out to the elephant as an

Offering to the tusk gods. But the elephant was having none of that. "Oh no you don't," the elephant snorted. This nose knows how to sniff out an oversized

wallet stuffed full of cash and stuffed down your pants. Now give it here." The elephant said. I was just about to relinquish my cash when the god of tusks came forth and demanded

The God of Tusks had been to the Burning Man festival and tried to duplicate some of the occult rituals. I asked him what they were and he told me over coffee at Starbucks.

Well, he tried to anyway, but his lisp was so pronounced that I couldn't understand a word he said. His great tusks were getting in the way of communication. "O God of Tusks," I

shouted out, "please relieve me of my burden. The tuskless will not heed me about the Great Tusk calling for their repentance." The God of Tusks didn't understand him either.