Mum.
Mum. I thought you said the two sides of the family should never, ever meet.
I did say that, Zig, yes.
Well, they've just met.
Ah, well, that was okay. We just got away with it. It was only a little meeting. It was quick, chance, and all smothered in this gungy layer of manners. We did well.
Still, somewhere something will have been knocked out of order. A puppy will have hurt its paw, or there will be strange weather, or something.
Oh. Kay.
Violence erupted as unholy creatures materialised in Ramsbottom today. Scientists are confounded.
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