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I was sitting in the forest quite happily, investigating some small birds sitting on the grass, when somebody walked past. Quite a small, ugly little fellow, probably a dwarf. He was whistling the most vulgar tune so I shouted at him.
'Ho! Stop that!' I said.
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked all around but the fool couldn't see me. So he started whistling again and swung his ugly brown briefcase, and hit me in the knee. I thwacked him over the head and told him to shut up. He fell over.
He jumped up and opened up his briefcase and started pulling things out, awfully large things. I wouldn't have thought they would fit. I stared at him, as he still hadn't introduced himself, or even said Ouch!
And I'm still staring. He's still pulling things out of that tiny briefcase and muttering to himself.
Stupid rude ugly dwarf.
'Ho! Stop that!' I said.
He stopped dead in his tracks and looked all around but the fool couldn't see me. So he started whistling again and swung his ugly brown briefcase, and hit me in the knee. I thwacked him over the head and told him to shut up. He fell over.
He jumped up and opened up his briefcase and started pulling things out, awfully large things. I wouldn't have thought they would fit. I stared at him, as he still hadn't introduced himself, or even said Ouch!
And I'm still staring. He's still pulling things out of that tiny briefcase and muttering to himself.
Stupid rude ugly dwarf.