I odn't trust your Intestinal parasite. It was the 45th of July 1999999 and King tbody was walking his wombat to the post office to send a birthday greeting card purchased from a nearby synagogue to her mother's pet caterpillar, Elbow Cream.

"I do hope that elbow cream enjoys my gift," said the wombat, "it is the finest birthday greeting card which was available. I bought it myself."

King tbody was unamused. When they reached the post office, the wombat took 40 hours to pick out suitably charming postage stamps for the package. When they finally left it turnedo ut king Tbody's kingdom had fallen apart in his absence, and now there was a new ruler, King textarea, who looked like this:

King Textarea