Before you decide to add the next line to

Before you decide to add the next line to what I am now telling you...think very carefully, Don't rush! You have three minutes...think! I am thinking about a time when things were

coming up roses, splendor in the grass beneath fireworks, exploding into streamers. People had good clean fun in those days, I can still smell hot dogs on the grill and hear the

laughter of devils seething out from the ground below. However, I did not cower in fear nor scream in agony, all I did was lean back and enjoying the celebration. That was until

I wasn't enjoying it anymore. Then I let the devils know of my displeasure by repaying them in magnified kind but even a stone needs a resting place. I was never going to stop the

boulder from rolling down the hill, so I leapt out of the way and let it tumble down the cliff-face. It dropped into the ocean below with an almighty, deafening splash.

"Dammit!" snarled Det. Manatee in his subterranean home & rattled his newspaper. "I live underwater to get AWAY from noise. Did you see how close that boulder came?" Mrs. Manatee

tutted, "There there, dear. I'm sure it wasn't personal." Det. Manatee was shocked by his wife's blase attitude towards his near death by boulder, but before he could object,

she spun towards him, tears visible in her eyes. Their lips met passionately, and he knew that the woman he loved dearly could never be so cold-hearted.

This was an imposter. But she couldn't know he knew it. The bodysnatcher thought she had him wrapped around her little finger. He needed the element of surprise.