It was a beautiful morning in the villiage of PuPu. I don't know why they call this place PuPu anyway. Was it because the founder took a large crap one day and decided to name the town after his latest creation? How stupid! Maybe they should make a villiage called PePe, I think Anyway, the sheep were busy sleeping, dreaming of pretty rainbow hues, with unicorns, by the way they had really long black eyelashes, and candy. Lots and lots of candy. What's that you say? Did it have Jolly Ranchers and Milky Ways dancing all over the puffy clouds that surrounded it? Hell, I don't frickin' know! What did you suckas expect? I'm just a narrator for God's sake! I don't give a baboon's butt if they even had Tootsie Rolls. Why must everybody in this damn universe want details? (clears throat) As I was saying, (Voice becomes calm again) the flock of sheep nestled in the green and open field when a large shadow loomed overhead.
One of the sheep blinked open its eyes, flickering pea-sized pupils from left to right. And, suddenly, it hit him. A squid could be about that big. "Oh, no..." He said, whimpering. "I'm SCREWED!" He prodded one of his brothers in the shoulder. "Reginald? Reginald! Wake up, you useless swab of cotton!" "What the hell do you want, Mike? I'm trying to, like, get some sleep here. How am I supposed to dream about totally hot babes dressed in bikinis laying on the ocean... with the hot sand...sipping gin and juice-" "No time to talk about drugs and such, just GET UP!" Mike exclaimed. "What's all the hubbub anyway?" Reginald grunted. "Well, in case you haven't noticed..." he whispered, leaning in closely to his sibling, "THERE'S A GODDAMN SQUID THAT'S ABOUT TO MAKE US FRIED LAMB!"