The waiter, a tired looking bespectacled

The waiter, a tired looking bespectacled Asian man, turned his head. "I don't want this stuff. I want the stuff you eat when all the white people leave." The waiter smiled and

"I think the monkey has escaped." He hung his head in shame, defeated once more by that elusive primate.

This back and forth between him and the monkey was getting tiring. There was only one hope. One chance to turn things around.

He had to find the toucans before it was too late. If anyone can, a toucan can - or so the saying goes. But since Penny's incident the toucans had been an elusive bunch, staying

in the armpits of the walrus'. "Stop eating my sesame cake!!" said the landlord in a panic, It was her first time on a roller coaster and she had gotten her

safety belt strap secure, only to realize that her pocketbook was on the cement landing. It was too late. The roller coaster took off and

I was flung up into the air. If only I had remembered to put my seat belt on. As I plummeted to the ground I saw the only thing that could save me come into view. If I could only

grab it with my toes. If I had listened to the lady at Jade's Hoof and Nail Emporium and gotten tips put onto my toenails the damn thing would be within my reach.

As it was, I would have to be content waving at the thing with my medium-sized & particularly unkempt toenails. Hope no one sees me like this.