Alooh Alooh Alooh. I think I'd Betta take a look at that. Cod be an interesting thing to read at work before I go back to my Drum. More interesting than reading about Emperor Nero's Fangtooth. Whenever Mrs Nero told him to see the dentist he'd just Grunt. So he ended up with Hammerjaw. It was his own fault - he was always warned to beware the Ides of March. "I'm alright Jack, he would say.
One day Mrs Nero caught him Kissing Gourami, one of the serving girls, but she forgave him when he bought her a new Leatherjacket. She was afterall only a minnow. But she sent him off on a trip to Yorkshire where he met a gypsy, known locally as a Northern Pikey, who had an Oldwife with a Pearleye.
He stayed s a guest of Queen Danio, who had recently won the glamour contest of the local bank, getting the title of Northern Rock Beauty. Mrs Nero didn't know that of course or she'd have given him a right Shiner when he got home. That would have left him with a Tube-Eye.
He sat down to dinner one night and complained "There's too mant sharp spikes on these. Are they Unicorn Fish?" "No they're Viperfish you Walleye" said the queen.
Nero decided to wash down his food with a carton of orange juice, but the greedy sod swallowed the whole thing, packaging and all. He was rushed to hospital where he eventually got the doctor's prognosis. "Result of X-Ray, Tetra pack carton present in stomach".
Fed up with his experience in England he returned to Rome, where he was greeted with a feast of poultry;in particular a bird with a Yellowtail, cooked specially by German footballer Christian Ziege.
Don't worry, My coat is already on!
