I’d started work on something about leeks and scallions.
But decided against it after the first two lines.
Something my sister wrote and left on my computer a long time ago:
The wild hunter, Sloth the terrible, looked for a place to examine his prey, but every time he put it down, it got away. His accomplice, Jackson the terrified, screamed in fright as the little bunny charged him, thereby causing it to stop short in bewilderment... who knew a grown man ( other than the BeeGees) could hit those notes?
K’Fpling said, “We should have known something was wrong when we tried to connect our networks with theirs. The way their operating system began to suck away all our system resources should have tipped us off. Windows. GAGH!!!”