Jolstay! Let me tell you, mister man, gnu was sipping his Old King Cole, talkin' millinyers outside of Monkey Town, when a needle dick nashwaaker come up to him and ask him if he wanted to go over the line. gnu was some owly and told him to pick his bugs somewhere else. Well, that got the nashwaaker some ugly, so ol' gnu use did a slip and go easy outa there, right up the shoo fly, and got himself to a free pour before headin' for his codfish and taters.