The end of the street? Why would we want to go there?
You want to take more pictures? I’m about ready to smash your camera. All you want to do is take pictures anymore. We could go on much longer walks if you weren’t always stopping to take pictures.
I’m what? I’m getting a longer walk so you can take pictures? But we could have stayed on my trails and had a longer walk there.
You’re stopping here? What is this?
Yellow Bird of Paradise? If those things are birds why aren’t they flying away? Every time I get near birds on my trails they fly away from me. Is there something wrong with these birds? Are their feet tied down or something?
Oh, wait. I bet they are tied down. I heard a song once about the bird of paradise flying up your nose. I bet somebody didn’t like that idea so they tied those birds down to keep them from flying up their nose. I don’t think I’d like them flying up my nose either. Person, I think we’d better go home before one of them gets loose.
Hey person, check this out. Those birds found one of those elusive century plants and stuck it right on my street. After all the trouble I had finding those plants. Those birds really are a nuisance. Not only do they fly up noses, they gang up together and chase after plants that are hiding in the woods. We’d better make sure those birds are tied down really tight.