Flub Backstertoittle’s wife was unimpressed:
‘You took a shortcut through the Valottam hills!’
‘Yes.’
‘And yet you’re late, are you sure that shortcut didn’t involve the Happy Tavern?’
‘I wish. It involved eyes as black as coal, thirteen rumbular appeandages, a galottum the size of a wheelie bin, and a scare I’ll never forget.’
‘Liar, the Phananonchaíocht doesn’t have a galottum.’
‘How would you know?, you’ve never seen it.’
‘The Book of Bongerlon is very clear on what the Phanonchaíocht looks like, and it definitely doesn’t mention a galottum.’
‘Really?, then what the hell did I just run into.’
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