Of Cows and Poo

The Never Ending Quest - Episode 50277

Fred sat up and examined the room he was in. It was a strange room, much like the bed. And over in the corner was a strange stranger staring at him with strangeness gleaming strangely from his two thoughtful eyes.

“Strange,” uttered Fred. “Hee hee. Strange. What a funny word. So is poop. Poopy poopy poo poo poop. HA!”

“Thou’rt correct, milord,” said the stranger, rising from his seat. He wore a long purple cape that flowed around his body as if under an enchantment. His hair was as white and pure as the wind-driven snow, and his weathered gray eyes bespoke of the wisdom that comes only with age. “Cow’s a funny word as well, is it not?”

“No,” answered Fred. “I mean, yes. I mean...wait. What were we talking about? I want some steak all of a sudden.”

“All in due time,” the stranger remarked cryptically. “But first we must attend to more pressing matters.”

Fred blinked. “Oh?”

“Oh, indeed,” the stranger concurred.

“Oh indeed, indeed,” Fred replied, not missing a beat.

The stranger’s eyes narrowed. “Oh indeed indeed, indeed.”

Fred stroked his five o’clock shadow, trying to look intelligent. “You are a very wise man,” he said at length.

The stranger smiled kindly. “Takes one to know one.”

Fred giggled.

The stranger giggled too.

And together they giggled.

Wow. Okay, what’s the point of all of this anyway?