(Author’s note: this must be read in a terrible British accent, out loud - or at least try to imitate any Monty Python skits/movies)
I was walking through the forest one day and squirrel ran up to me and said, “You look like you have nuts.”
I replied, “I am the king’s royal nut carrier and I carry the king’s royal nuts.”
So the squirrel, and his other little squirrely friends - and a badger - starting chasing me, trying to get to the king’s royal nuts.
I finally stopped and held my ground, and the king’s nuts, produced my bow and quiver of arrows and began flailing and shooting at the squirrels - and the badger.
Finally, defeated, they scampered off into the forest and I was able to return to the castle. The queen sighed in deep relief that the king’s nuts had been returned, and the king smiled jollily.
The moral of this story: To live in the kingdom, you must be nuts!
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