They thunders through the forest, and after a while they hear the thumping sound and it is still accelerating. In the midst of the clearing there is a shack of some sort, and outside it sits a fellow that looks like he is not totally sane. I saw this guy in a dream of mine. Not only are you below-intelligent, you also have wet dreams about guys. I guess that it is for the best of mankind.
Nature is truly a wondrous thing.
Edmund sees the head of Evil Incarnate, and kicks it hard. Hah, your servants never were bright, and it seems like you, their master ain't that smart either. Then start growing some turnips, that is great fun. Ok now, mr. Get over here.