The Banned Game

[Lanolin]

Kevin discovered that President Lanolin was going away to Rangimarie Retreat on Great Barrier Island to write her book. And he was asked to look after Lanolinland while she was gone.

How long will you be away for L? (that was his shorthand name for her)


As long as it takes. I thought I would do an alphabet book. Ive already got the first letter A for Agapanthus
Its kind of like Lanolinland for Dummies, except its more for beginner readers. The Dummies books are a bit thick for some people.

Ho ok. What will we do without you? What will the non-Lanolinlanders do?

Oh I dont know, watch Shortland Street, or the Crown, though I did consider giving them a break and putting Lanovision on Miss Greenlips Hines Kelp forest.
If you need readers advisory, you can always ask Miss Goodbooks. Im sure everything will be fine.

Rightio. Enjoy your break.

Kevin put the radio on to SportsTalk and was soon immersed in sports commentary of who won what.

 

[Moses_Young]

In his secret room, somewhere within the hidden bunker on Petermann island, within the Mosestarian sector of Antarctica, the Great Chieftain of Mosestaria rubbed his hands together gleefully. Ever since his accidental engagement to his long-time sweet-heart - the deadly-but-beautiful Japovian warrioress, Tzipora - he had been able to share with her the location of this secret room, which she now too could venture into freely.

The two were watching the International Spy Vision, which seemed to be zoomed into someone with all the physical characteristics of Tzipora. All the physical characteristics, that is, except the ever-present Bubba nuzzled into his adopted mother's amply-supplied and comforting bosom.

"She's doing well, isn't she?" asked Tzipora.

The Great Chieftain nodded, showing off again for the upteenth time the One-Ring-To-Rule-Them-All that he'd been busy with all week forging on Mount Young. He'd been a little disappointed he hadn't been able to find a Mount Doom to forge the One-Ring-To-Rule-Them-All on, as per JRR Tolkien's instructions, but he figured a mountain named after himself was almost as good.

The International Spy Vision - which Tzipora had dubbed "The Eye of Mosestaria" since the Great Chieftain had revealed the secret room to her - showed a similar looking ring - but constructed of far cheaper materials - being worn by the 'Tzipora' on the International Spy Vision screen.

"More stroppiness," Moses commanded into the One-Ring-To-Rule-Them-All with a whisper, and the Tzipora-lookalike on the International Spy Vision immediately started complaining more loudly.

The surroundings were quite familiar - indeed - the Tzipora-lookalike was only a few corridors down in the same secret bunker with Ms Jenny and Charles, who had made a special trip to prepare the "bride" for her wedding.

But what happened next was a shock to the both the Great Chieftain and Tzipora, as Ms Jenny and Charles carried out the plot to soak the bride-to-be’s hair in blue hair dye.

"See what I saved you by our elopement?" the Great Chieftain smiled at Tzipora, who waved her hand dismissively in reply.

"Fancy hair, fancy clothes, fancy makeup," she chided. "Women only do it to impress other women. I married you, not any of them."

"And you impressed me very much, and continue to do so," smiled the Great Chieftain, now at liberty to give his favourite warrioress a brief kiss on her beautiful lips.

"I can understand such treatment from Miss Jenny," continued Tzipora indignantly, "But I must say, I'm disappointed in Eagle Two. I mean, I was the one who rescued him out of the biological refuse bin when he was only a week old, after the mohel had thrown away the wrong bit..."

"Yes, yes..." reassured the Great Chieftain, but Tzipora hadn't finished yet.

"And I was the one who dropped him on his head just a little bit harder, which ultimately led to his fiancé curing his sissyness, and falling in love with him... Do you know the other clones were recently wanting to be dropped on their heads harder, so they could find their own Miss Jennies?" Tzipora continued.

"Yes, but..." the Great Chieftain tried to interrupt.

"I practically mothered that clone for weeks while he and his brothers were on super-accelerated human-growth hormones, in order for them all to age 20 or so human years in less than a month, and to have him finally treat me and my beautiful hair like this..."

"Well, my dear, it wasn't actually you, now, was it?" answered the Great Chieftain, finally getting a word in. "It was really Alphina wearing one of my... our... special rings, and a very-expensive Tzipora-lookalike mask..."

Tzipora smiled a little bit. "I do admit I am looking forward to seeing Miss Ruby's face, when she sees that one of her clones has had its hair dyed blue."

The supervillian and his beautiful bride were treated to a few more scenes with poor Alphina getting hanged-up-on during a phone call with President Lanolin for obeying her Great Chieftain's orders to rage, and then pushed off the Eden Island Golden Gate bridge by her former mistress - the Empress E-Ruby of the Ruby Triangle - who didn't obviously didn't recognise who really was behind the Tzipora mask.

Finally, it was nearing bed-time, and the Great Chieftain decided to let Alphina have a break. He whispered into the One-Ring-To-Rule-Them-All "It's okay now, Alphina, you can remove your Tzipora mask. Put it somewhere safe for next time."

Alphina did so, and it was by chance at that moment, her former mistress summoned her.

E-Ruby's eyes widened in shock when she saw the terrible, blue colour of one of her clones. "Alphina!" she exclaimed angrily. "What did you do to your hair? Who did this to you?"

"I'm sorry, E-Ruby," Alphina apologised, looking at the floor. "It was Ms Jenny and Charles of Jennymaesia."

 

[jennymae]

“Good grief!” Ms Jenny exclaimed not-so-gleefully, “you know, Charles, that raging brat we made a blue collar bride out of really is one of Ms Ruby’s clones!”

“I’ll be d…..”, Charles was just gazing at the Spy Channel and the real Ms Tizzy and the Chieftain rolling on the floor trying to stop laughing.

“We have messed up!” Ms Jenny realized. How on earth had the Chieftain pulled this stunt? Why did he do it? What for?

“Most likely to divide and conquer”, Charles said thoughtfully, “might could be Ms Ruby won’t like this…after all we’ve ruined a perfectly shaped clone”.

“She ain’t that perfect”, Ms Jenny said a bit stingier than planned, “but she’s still ruined, that’s for sure”.

“The Lanonliners will have a field day and be gnawing on this for weeks to come”, Charles chuckled.

“Which reminds me”, Ms Jenny smiled, “we must remember to have our straw man make sure our businesses are advertising on the front pages of the Lanolin propaganda pamphlets so that at least we can make money on this”.

“What about the scandal making team?” Charles opened his laptop. “They could be orchestrating a scandal including the two of us wearing our latest fashion? We have too much outfits stocked up”.

“Good idea, infidelity is juicy and folks like reading about it. Why don’t we get that Italian girl to play your mistress. She’s stunning and nobody knows she has a preference for girls”, Ms Jenny said.

“Or else you wouldn’t like it?” Charles smiled and flashed all his perfect teeth. He ain’t from Alabama, that’s for sure, Ms Jenny thought.

“Better safe than sorry”, Ms Jenny said and touched Charles’ arm gently.

 

[Ruby123]

Alphina walked into the room and Miss Ruby and Morty's eyes widened. What happened to her first born clone? She had blue hair much like Marge Simpson. Miss Ruby questioned her as to what happened. As Alphina was explaining the colour of her hair started to turn back to it's usual dark colour. You see everyone knows that the dark pigment is the more dominant colour and so the only way you can turn dark hair into another colour is to bleach it first then apply the new colour. Fortunately this was not the case for Alphina and so the blue colour gave her beautiful dark hair a slight blue tinge which could only be seen in the sun or moonlight. In fact the blue colour invigorated the dark colour and made it more glossy than normal and so Miss Ruby arranged for the clones to all have their hair dyed the blue colour.

Still the Chieftan and Bridezilla must pay for what they did and so Miss Ruby had a plan. She rang the Chieftan and gave him and Bridezilla a honeymoon holiday at Eden Triangle for their elopement.

 

[Moses_Young]

"Shall we go to the Eden Triangle for our honeymoon?" asked the beautiful warrioress Tzipora, still safe with the Great Chieftain, in the secret room, somewhere within the hidden bunker on Petermann island, within the Mosestarian sector of Antarctica.

"And fall right into Miss E-Ruby's sinister trap?" asked the Great Chieftain.

"Well, you do always seem to find a way to escape them," explained Tzipora.

"How about we send the holiday tickets to Eagle Two and Miss Jenny?" the Great Chieftain asked. "Although we foiled their most recent nefarious plot to taint your beautiful hair, it would never do well to keep them permanently offside. They could attempt to invade Mosestaria again, and that would be awkward for us to explain."

Tzipora nodded. "They could do with a break. Charles does seem to be paying far too much attention to that awful Italian girl, when he's got an Empress as magical as Miss Jenny practically eating out of his hands."

The Great Chieftain nodded his agreement. "The relationship between Eagle Two and Miss Jenny of Jennymaesia has clearly stalled. With that fresh wave of fake news from Lanolinland clogging up the airwaves of late, they obviously haven't been able to spend as much time together to develop their relationship, and Eagle Two is possibly looking for some other means to continue his dynasty."

Tzipora slashed angrily at the air with her knife. "First that ungrateful clone plots to destroy my hair, and now he's risking his relationship with an Empress who is clearly his better."

"Not if we can help it," advised the Great Chieftain, as he onforwarded E-Ruby's kind invitations for a honeymoon at the Eden Triangle onto Eagle Two and Miss Jenny. "Hopefully, this invitation will achieve 3 things - 1) It will encourage Eagle Two and Miss Jenny to legitimise their relationship with a legally binding wedding contract; 2) It will encourage Eagle Two and Miss Jenny to wear the slave-rings I included with the invitations, which will make them more easy for us to control via the One-Ring-To-Rule-Them-All, and 3) If Miss Ruby does have anything nasty planned for us, it will allow us to determine what that was, without us exposing ourselves to unnecessary risk."

 

[jennymae]

“Sales are up 90%, our advertising and scandalous infidelity scheme is a blast!” Charles was going through the accounting system.

“That’s awesome, dear, maybe we could get rid of some of the lipstick as well?” Ms Jenny wondered.

“Hmm, we need some before and after photos…maybe some of the female prisoners could be posing as the before version”, Charles thought out loud.

“Hey, it’s looking like the Chieftain and Ms Tizzy really believes that you are having an affair with the Italian girl”, Ms Jenny chuckled.

“Oh…uh…about that…”, Charles stammered, “…she’s pulling out if you don’t take her out for dinner”.

“What?” Ms Jenny almost yelled. “She wants me to take her out for dinner?”

“Ehm…that’s what she said…she finds it intriguing to be having dinner with an Empress…”, Charles whispered awkwardly.

“Okay, we’ll dress up one of the Feminine Division members and send her to take that Italian diva out for dinner, let’s find a ginger with ruby red lips”, Ms Jenny decided.

“And Charles, we need this to be front page stuff, don’t you think?” Ms Jenny was all in for the bucks. “Sure thing, we’ll have her apply the lipstick we have in stock”, Charles said with $$$ in his eyes.

“I love the way you can make money out of trash”, Ms Jenny whispered to Charles. “We’re two of a kind, darling”, he whispered back.

Then he suddenly kneeled before her and produced two rings. “Jenny, will you marry me?” Ms Jenny almost fainted but managed to whisper a “yes, I will!”

 

[shittim]

Mrs. Hairy, clothes horse that she is, starts looking for bridesmaids dresses at the news of Jenny and Charles committing matrimony.

 

[Lanolin]

 

[Lanolin]

Camilla needed some help writing her memoir, which was going to be called 'Camilla, her too-good-to-be-true story'

She wanted to keep it secret from Fred until it was published so she enlisted the help of a ghostwriter.

David Walliams agreed he would ghost write it as long as people didnt confuse it with his previous best seller 'Gangster Granny' or the 'Beast of Buckingham Palace'

hmm thought Camilla. Perhaps Tony Ross shouldnt do the illustrations. Maybe she could Quentin Blake to do them instead.

The only person she confided this to was her BFF, Dame Edna, who had already published her own memoir and also The Ednapedia.

Dame Ednas face filled the facetime. It nearly exploded with all the rhinestones she was flashing on her new face furniture. She had to put a filter on it to dim it so Camilla could see. Camilla was now also wearing glasses, but never in public where she wore contact lenses. Edna had for decades been trying to get her to publically wear spectacles, but Camilla was too afraid they would make her look nerdy.

What was your memoir called again Edna? Im sorry but I dont have a good memory anymore. Thats why I need to write this memoir, so I can remember just why I am here. Was it "My Fabulous Life'?

Darling you are confusing me with Patsy Stone off Aboslutely Fabulous. Mine was called My Gorgeous Life. And its not over yet

When will it be over? said Camilla out loud. She often put her foot in her mouth and said things without thinking. Especially when she had been drinking too much Pimms

My dear Gladys, it wont be over till the fat lady sings.

 

[Lanolin]

Rachel hadnt told Dr Warner she was having a holiday and so he continued sending aggies to reception where Kirsty was filling in for her

But when he saw Kirsty, he found he had all those symptoms again that he was in love.

Oh no! Thought Dr Warner. How can I be in love with Kirsty at the same time as Rachel? But Rachel isnt here...he reasoned. So its not really the same time.

The other thought that slipped through his brain was that Lionel was now going to get Kirsty back. But only for a second. Then he forgot.

Lionel was now doing his muffin and pizza deliveries. For lunch Dr Warner had ordered a pepperoni pizza and a cheese and garlic muffin. Lionel turned up at his desk with his lunch piping hot.

Lionel have you ever been in love with two women at the same time?

Lionel was used to Dr Warner asking him about matters of the heart. Even though he was no heart specialist, just the muffin (and now pizza) man. oh sure. In fact im in love with two at the moment and I dont know which one to choose.

Dr Warner looked at his pizza and his muffin. He didnt know which one to eat first.

Two women huh?

Yes Kirsty and Miss Zipmouth

well thats a hard one. Dr Warner did the math. If both he and Lionel both were in love with Kirsty, who would Kirsty choose?

Im kind of hoping Miss Zipmouth already has a boyfriend so I can choose Kirsty.

Dr Warner did some more math. Then. he remembered Rachel.

Wheres Rachel? asked Lionel. I havent seen her today

Neither have I. I hope shes not sick.

 

[Lanolin]

Keisha went over to Mrs Hairy's hotel suite as she was pet sitting the Chipmunks while Mrs Hairy was getting ready to go out.

Mrs Hairy was rummaging in her closet. She was excited. Sir Peter was throwing a dinner party for her to congratulate her on her win. But also for another reason, she had recieved an olive Branch from Miss Jenny and was now invited to her wedding. She was going to be maid of honor.

Keisha was surprised. What? Miss Jenny, the Lipstick Jungle Queen? The one I sent the tiara to? I thought she snubbed you.

Mrs Hairy signed she had forgiven her and besides she was probably too busy and in love with her fiance to notice her when she was on the Tour of Beauty.

Keisha thought something was suss about that. She also wasnt too keen on the marriage. She had an uneasy feeling about Charles, though shed only met him once. He had a fake accent and seemed to give off a conman vibe. However she kept her thoughts to herself, she didnt really know Miss Jenny well enough to pass judgement on who she went with.

Oh ok. Where's the wedding? In Raro?

Mrs Hairy signed Eden Island.

Eden Island? Keisha still didnt believe it was a real place.

Well I guess you better wear your best fig leaves then.

 

[Lanolin]

Miss Goodbooks fielded a request for two more books, this time to lend to Dame Edna



and one for Princess Charlotte

 

[Lanolin]

Sir Peter wondered how his rival Baz was getting on.
The 613 commandments was set to film in Lanolinland after the ten plagues across the ditch , but it seeemd production had been stalled, and they might never make it

He confided his worries to his wife Fran. I havent heard from Baz for weeks. I hope he knows what hes doing, and not trying to do another knock-off of Lord of the Rings. Only I have the rights to those rings.

Fran rolled her eyes. You're directors, you shamelessly copy each other. He probably cant get enough talent over there. You know the Rubylanders and Mosetarians are still feuding and really bad actors. I feel sorry for Dame Edna, DEAD is now really struggling. Its probably DEAD in the water.

hmm

If worse comes to worse Baz will have to make it with a bunch of dummies from the Baby Factory. Nobody will know the difference.

 

[Lanolin]

The Chipmunks always had fun when Keisha came over to pet sit because they might have the chance to ride her ambulance or chopper.

But this time they were just going to stay in and have pizza and really watch bad movies. Keisha managed to stream It Came from Mosetaria, which had gone straight to the Bermuda Triangle of the World Wide Web.

OMG its Baba Yaga! shrieked Kiesha
The chipmunks laughed they didnt think she was that scary at all. It was Baby Yaga that was the freaky one.

The costumes all looked second hand because they were. They had come from the Star Wars Clones movies. Keisha recongnised one that she had worn had got recycled.

Then there was the moshpit scene at the end. Baba Yaga was meant to drown in a beer and urine soaked billabong crowded with bogans.

The something odd happened. It was the Wiggles. They were singing something catchy and the Chipmunks had picked it up and were perfectly mimicking it.

Tie me Kangaroo Down Sport
Tie me Kangaroo down!

AARGH! Keisha wanted to run out of the hotel suite screaming but she couldnt cos she was petsitting but the Chipmunks wouldnt stop.

 

[Lanolin]

Kevin sat back in the Presidents octagonal office in the Beehive.
With L away, he could finally get some important work done. He pulled the Joker from the ministry pack of cards and threw it away. It was time to get serious.

While Mrs Olive was busy pruning and grafting. Kevin had been turning the compost and checking the worm farm. Everything looked good, nice rich soil.

He looked at his meterological map of the world and saw that across the ditch, something was brewing. No rain had fallen for days there as per usual and the Rubylanders and Mosetarians were parched, however they were too busy video gaming each other to look at the state of their crops.
There was also Jennymaesians trade deal with the Mosetarians, a fake marriage if he ever saw one. It was clearly obvious to anybody that Empress Jenny was trying to broker a deal with the Mosetarians using her feminine wiles, and eventually dominate what was left of the Mosetarian wasteland, after skimming off a cut for herself.

The Mosetarians, though saw it differently and blindly thought they were the ones poised to take over Jennymaesia. What a con! Jennymaesia had nothing. The lipstick empire was a farce, a front for other notorious dealings, Who would believe she had founded an empire on lipstick anyway when the Japovian product was superior (and edible) and there were already dozens of red lipsticks on the market - Estee Lauder, Revlon, Maybelline, to name but a few. Ridiculous.

Then there was Rubyland and her leader, the Empress Ruby. A thief and opportunist whos backyard had been overrun by rabbits. She was politically naive too and was always dumping her unwanted waste on Antarctica. She had no environmental concern whatsoever of anything other than herself. She even cloned herself, something she cribbed from the megalomaniac He who must not be named. I guess the apple dont fall far from the tree, thought Kevin.

But those nations were unaware that the ten plagues were soon to descended on their soap opera lifestyles. He would warn the Evereverlanders first, though. If they didnt heed his warning, they would go down too. Its just that he didnt want any more possums in Lanolinland, though he suspected that most of them in Evereverland were actually guinea pigs. If they had to, they would only be allowed to evacuate to the South Island or Antarctica, which was destined to become a Summer tourist attraction in December.

Kevin rang Burke in Evereverland and said Mate, I think its time to emigrate
Burke was ready with his gang who didnt make the Priscillas

Let's shear some sheep.

 

[Lanolin]

Kate the Great had a rather ...interesting week on the Family Fun Adventure. Oh well at least she'd caught up with all the episodes of Home and Away.

Rubyland had disappointed her daughter and there was no more talk of the Empress but she now had a pet giant bunny and unicorn to keep her occupied. Kate was sure the Empress Ruby and Rubyland was just a figment of Charlottes rather overactive imagination.

George had ordered Mosetarian Meatballs when papa and Charlotte returned late, only to find they were a stingy size and tasteless. He had eaten better haggis in Scotland.

Louis became uncontrollable when his pineapple lumps supply ran out, and had to be detoxed.

And it seemed her husband had gone native. He was sporting a muddy tan and zinc spots and had taken to walking around shirtless with a loin cloth and crocs.

When they attended the Pop Up Pineapple Theatre opening matinee in Evereverland, they found instead of a live show, it was a drive thru projecting on a white sheet screen in the desert and the only movie they were screening was Kath and Kimderella. Kate couldnt understand a word of it. However Charlotte adored it. Look at moiee! Look at moiiie! I want to be effluent!

Oh well thought Kate..this was the real world outside the Royal bubble. At least nobody here fawned over them like they did in Merry Olde Englande.

Next stop was the Summer Winter Wonderland in Antarctica. George was very keen to see the penguins.

 

[jennymae]

“Jenny, would you say there’s some truth in what Dr. Stockman said about the bacteria in the bath and that he was the strongest man since he stood alone, you know, from ‘An Enemy of the People’ by Henrik Ibsen?” Charles inquired.

Ms Jenny had to ponder this for a brief moment. She felt that Dr. Stockman was right, but truth be told, her path to power had been leaning on the notion that people were not living up to Dr. Stockman’s standards. If her country had too many “Stockmans”, she’d still be a junior advisor at the Traditional Ensemble, which was, for some obscure but long since forgotten reason, the name of the political party which always had been executing the real political power in the country, that before her reign was known as the Badlands. A terrible name for a country, yet the name clearly displayed the lack of environmental conscious of her predecessors. It was fair to say that her predecessors didn’t match well with Dr. Stockman-characters and would never have allowed an indigenous woman to rule them.

Be that as it may, her capitalistic program had brought her to power by the vote of the compact liberal majority and the colossal stupidity of the authorities. Her first ruling was to abolish democracy and appoint herself Empress for the sake of the greater good.

“Wouldn’t you say?” Charles woke her up from her stream of consciousness. “Well, that would depend on perspective”, she said, “to us, as of now, such characters could be undermining the people of our great country and be instigating riots. I’d rather think of the Roman senator Cato the Elder, who declared that Carthage must be destroyed, when being reminded of the possibility that enemies of the state is present here”.

Charles nodded. “There’s obviously neighboring countries having a notion that you are the epitome of authorities of colossal stupidity, and that this country could use an army of Stockmans bringing you down from Capitoline Hill to the Tarpeian rock”.

“I am aware”, Ms Jenny picked up a glossy pamphlet, “for now their choice of arms is pamphlets…”

 

[Lanolin]

The plagues were coming

Hardly anybody was staying behind in Evereverland as Burke sent his shearing gang on to Lanolinland along with Madame Doubtfires Priscillas.

Santa had departed for his mall appearances and upcoming parade with Mrs Claus

Even the Windsors had left on a Princess Cruise ship toward Antarctica.

The dingos started to descend on to Rubyland triangle, and the bogans scattered with their holdens and hondas.

The dreaming time tribes knew the foreign invaders who said sorry but werent sorry were soon going to be extremely sorry. In every creek and billabong, underneath every rock and gum tree, from the barrier reef to the great bight, the earth would soon spew forth its contents and a fire had been sparked.

Lipstick and mascara fueled it, and when it burned, it became a toxic haze where nobody could breathe, as one by one, the cities built on artifice fell....like a giant house of cards

 

[Lanolin]

Kevin was now off herding sheep, as he was appointed chief shepherd at his high country sheep station in the Manawatu

After L had departed, who he regarded as the one sheep that went astray (it was an inside joke) it was time to shear his flock before the summer heat intensified.

The merinos gathered as he called them by name.
He took out his electric shears and gave them all his signature buzz cut.

Burke with his team from Evereverland was standing by watching the master. They would then go on to Sheepworld and all the sheep farms in Lanolinland as travelling barbers and gather in the wool. The women worked as fleecos grading the wool and they did it in record time, while the nannas would card it, spin it and dye it to be knitted into jumpers , scarves and socks for the school children of Lanolinland.

Mrs Olive and had her two wwoofers signed up to join the team, and Miss Bluebell eagerly wanted to try her hand at fleecing. Its so soft, she marvelled. Jes' like cotton bolls back home.
Miss Tailfeather wasnt so keen on the sheep dags, but Mrs Olive said they made excellent mulch and fertiliser. Mrs Olive taught her how to knit and crochet, while Miss Tailfeather shared a few traditional weaving techniques of her own.

Mrs Olive said Miss Tailfeather should enter the WOW world of wearable arts fashion show. Miss Tailfeather considered, but asked would I be allowed? Im not a Lanolinlander.

Mrs Olive said nonsense, You are here now, eating with us. that makes you a Lanolinlander. You just need to pass the citizenship test to make it official.

 

[Lanolin]

Meanwhile Miss Greenlips Hine was checking her mussel and scallop beds, getting ready for the Kaimoana festival that was to be held on beaches the length and breadth of Lanolinland.

After Keisha had alerted her to the vomiting whales incident at Piha she had gone investigating the cause with the Red Beanies. It seemed they had ingested some toxic plastic substance coming from Rubyland who continued dumping their waste near Antarctica. Even when they were told to stop.

Thats very odd she thought, as she had believed that the Rubylanders, or Empress Ruby at least, was environmentally conscious, hadnt she started the whole 4 ingredient thing with her? Maybe she thought that out of sight was out of mind. or maybe she had drunken the blue milk again.

That blue milk! Milk ought to be white, not blue, thought Miss Greenlips Hine. Though she had no idea where the blue milk was coming from. It wasnt cows. It couldnt be sheep. Was it goats? Or was it actually from the whales?