"What's going on I'm here ?!" A very concerned Alastair demanded.
"OOOH I sense a cat fight! and your gonna here me roooooo-"
"ALAN!" everyone screamed.
"France? France! I'm in bloody France!that's the ducking problem you fancy
Dancy Borris Johnson haired baguette!"
"Aux champs elysees, aux champs-"
"Alan I swear to god if you sing one more time I will do a Lorena Bobbitt on you!"
"Who's Lorena Bobbitt?"
"A woman who chopped of her husbands penis because he... Ummm... Because he kept fucking singing"
Alan gulped loudly
"Can someone tell me why I'm in France ?"
"I can !" I short teenage looking girl with bright red hair bounded in.
"I can show you the world, shining shimmering-"
"Alan! I will not warn you again" I whispered
"Fine I will go and sing to my boyfriend !"
"You have a boyfriend?"
"Oui, his name is Ben jerry and our mutual interest is cookie dough" with his red heels clicking Alan stormed off in search of ice cream.
