Globyaglobb, the Chief Slurper of Venus, may his tentacles ever ooze, rises from his three year mating cycle.
“How go our secret plans and clever tricks to destroy that noisy, disgusting land-walking monster spreading across the Earth?”
Cludyawhoop’s fronds turned briefly purple and he lowered his second head before he answered. “The coronavirus did not kill them, Your Slurpfulness. They started growing a thin white skin in front of their face, which helps to block the Venusian coronavirus, and they started rubbing some sort of ooze onto the ends of their upper tentacles, which seems to kill it.”
Globyaglobb squelched. “What is this ooze they put on the ends of their tentacles?”
“They call it ‘soap,’ O Damp One.”
Globyaglobb’s tentacles vibrated. “May these humans’ skins dry and their second head shrivel,” he said.
Cludyawhoop slurped carefully. “Your Sliminess, it is believed that the humans have only one head.”
Globyaglobb was pink for a moment. “So you say. But perhaps their second head is hidden, and you have not yet discovered it. After all, you did not know of this second face they keep hidden, and which wards off our viral attacks.”
Cludyawhoop oozed quickly. “We do know what they call their second face, O Sticky One! It is called a mask.”
Globyaglobb greened dangerously. “I am not interested in a vocabulary lesson,” he said. “I want to hear secret plans and clever tricks.”
Cludyawhoop hid both heads behind his fronds, and thought fast. “Um, how about, uh, balloons, Your Slipperiness?”
“Go on.”
Cludyawhoop blued in relief. “Secret Venusian balloons. We’ll put them high in the sky above the Earth, and learn about these monsters’ weaknesses. They will never find them, and it will soon lead to their utter destruction!”
Globyaglobb released a smell of warning. “They had better not find them, Cludyawhoop, if you want to keep both of your heads.”
*
A strange, eight sided balloon was shot
down over America this week?
Interesting.
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