There was this small, pink elephant in the middle of the road.
A man came along on a bright blue motorbike and said, “Get off the road, you stupid fat pig.”
“I’m not a pig,” said the elephant, and picked up the motorbike with its trunk and smashed it on the ground. It broke into a thousand pieces. They forgave each other, so the man got on the elephant and they trotted off together.
As you can see, it pays to be sensible.
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So happy they were able to come to an arrangement. I loved pink elephants – see them from time to time!
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It’s the getting to the zoo in order to see the pink elephants that’s the fun part!
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Getting there is all the fun!
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😀
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You have stumped with the denoument. Let me hazard a guess: it was a police car with all those lights flashing pink and bright…
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Just a sensible story with a sensible ending.
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Of course it wasn’t a pig – it wasn’t flying
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Ha ha ha!!! Never a truer word …. !
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Flying pigs, pink elephants, unicorns, decent banjo players all have to exist somewhere. If only in the mind of the storyteller. And if they exist they must have a purpose. And if that purpose is to rid the roads of motorbikes then I, for one, offer them my full belief.
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!! Especially Harleys. I cannot abide the noise!
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