Strangers. Friends. Best friends. Lovers.

Strangers. Friends. Best friends. Lovers. Strangers.

Bystanders. Miscellaneous pets. Lend me your ears. I promise I will get them back to you by next Tuesday.

Tuesday came and went. Wednesday passed followed by Thursday and Friday. By Saturday night everyone wanted their ears back but no one knew how to ask

without bringing attention to the problem. So, purely out of an inability to articulate, they remained earless. They hid their embarrassment under outsize fluffy earmuffs which the

locals described with derision as fuzzbumps. If the earless were able to clearly communicate, they'd refer the cliche townspeople to the story of the Star-Bellied Sneetches, who

m no-one liked. The Star-Bellied Sneetches had had enough of the fuzzbumps stealing all of their stars, so they took up the issue with

does not accept Dr. Suess as your rightful Creator?" The Star-Bellied Sneetches glanced around nervously, having not gone to church in just ages. Finally Belle Star spoke up. "Your

Honorific, I for one won't. I can't believe that a Children's book author created me anymore than I can believe a pig can make cute boondoggles. Dr. Suess is not my creator." Belle

looked up and froze in horror as a Pink Pearl descended upon her and began erasing. Her scream ceased when her mouth was gone. Dr. Seuss put down the eraser & began drawing again.