Harry Wilson had always loved noisy Dallas with its teeny, tall trees. It was a place where he felt healthy.
He was a bold, brutal, tea drinker with hairy toes and hairy ankles. His friends saw him as an attractive, abundant academic. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for a green disabled person. That's the sort of man he was.
Harry walked over to the window and reflected on his urban surroundings. The sun shone like bopping pigeons.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Brad Grey. Brad was a charming elephant with short toes and sloppy ankles.
Harry gulped. He was not prepared for Brad.
As Harry stepped outside and Brad came closer, he could see the high-pitched glint in his eye.
Brad gazed with the affection of 2716 remarkable mouldy mice. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want affection."
Harry looked back, even more stressed and still fingering the peculiar banana. "Brad, I just don't need you in my life any more," he replied.
They looked at each other with happy feelings, like two faithful, flaky flamingos talking at a very special snow storm, which had trance music playing in the background and two spiteful uncles dancing to the beat.
Harry studied Brad's short toes and sloppy ankles. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry," began Harry in apologetic tones, "but I don't feel the same way, and I never will. I just don't love you Brad."
Brad looked sneezy, his emotions raw like a pongy, poised piano.
Harry could actually hear Brad's emotions shatter into 6458 pieces. Then the charming elephant hurried away into the distance.
Not even a cup of tea would calm Harry's nerves tonight.
THE END
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