Meanwhile, mad Molly makes malevolent mandates, meaning mild Mary must marry Michael’s mother’s mate’s malevolently-minded merman, Matthias.

Noreen Normington’s nightmare: nocturnal nightingales nastily nibbling nervous Nanny Normington’s nose.

Octopi oblivion: okay or outrageous? Outrageous, obviously.

Perhaps passionate Petunia’s playfully provocative poses procure personal privilege, providing potentially powerful positions..?

Quite queer: queens queuing quietly

Radical Reverend Robert Robinson raps relentlessly, recounting rhymes regarding Roger Rabbit’s red Rolls Royce’s revolving roof.


Zero mates...

Sometime life can be pretty tough and it's easy to get down about things occasionally.
But it's important to remember things could always be worse.
You could be this guy:



Good gracious; gruesome granddad Geoffrey’s gone green gobbling giddy Gregory's gigantic goldfish's gills.

Hilarious Harry Harrison hid horrible Henry Henderson’s hat. Hence, Henry hammered Harry’s head.

Incredibly, it is in Indian Igloos I interpret ingeniously intercepted instructions, including info involving invisible individuals in Icelandic industrial installations.

Jaded Julie ‘Juggernaut’ Jones just jabbed jumpy Jeremiah Jackson’s jam jar jigsaw. 

King Kong kicked kids.

“Land loving llamas leaving land look like lily livered losers,” laughed land loathing lobster lothario Larry. 


The tired vampire

The tired vampire had had enough.
Enough of the blood and the late nights.
He wanted to open a B&B in Bournemouth.