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Deep
inside every fridge there lurks a Vegetable Stenchman.
He likes to sit right at the bottom, often unperceived for several months,
where he builds up an aroma so powerful that it has been known to strip
heat-resistant tiles from the prow of the Space Shuttle. Sometimes
its stench is so rife that whole countries have gone to war under the
misapprehension that they were being attacked by chemical weapons.
Indeed, once, a state of emergency was delcared in Maryland, all because
a Mrs. Elmer Symington opened her fridge door without warning the neighbours. |
© Brian Froud |
| Yet the Vegetable Stenchman
himself is a peace-loving, cheerful individual who likes nothing better
than a chat about Latitude and Longitude, How To Tell Which Way Up A
Ping-Pong Ball Is, and other fascinating topics of coversation.
He can natter away for hours on the subject of Entertaining Fish Without
Using Strong Language or How To Beguile Otters. If you meet him,
try to draw him out on the subject of Where To Store Used Lollipop Sticks-
you'll find he has some surprising answers. |
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