Silvia: "Once again, against toe-like miscomprehension, I assert: th' name is THOMAS, Fucko!"
ONE time, Silvia was employed giving soap box tours of the great south-by-south-west-east-south desert
soap box tourer
soap box racer
Bernie cactus
WHEN who should appear but OLIVIA, th' 2-face-united ROBOT CRAB!
(you'd think each rectangular face of th' cube would have a face, but no--just those 2. Sorry!)
OLIVIA was stoked into a MURDEROUS RAGE due to the theft of her ancient opal, blessed by being goobered on by NEPTUNE'S WIFE, DORIS, back when the DESERT was under the ocean!
Then, she said, in a voice like a chorus of steam-powered pipe organs stoked by the fires of HELL ITSELF!
Olivia: "Oh, wait--is that it on my keychain!?"
They all shared a hearty laff, believe you me.