"Oh woe, woooooooooooe!" a fearful sound echoed through the street.
"Woe Day One! Oh Woe! Wooooooooooe!"
"What is that awful sound?" someone asked.
"Sound like somebody is lamenting the fact that it is DAY ONE," replied another.
"Day One, Woe!"
"Well, I wish it would stop," commented the first.
Suddenly a terrible clattering and general rukus broke the air.
"Woe! Woe!!!!!!"
An out of control horse with a terrified Kuruharan clinging to the reins hurtled around the corner. "Woah! Woah Day One, you stupid horse! WOAH!!!!"
Horse and rider shot out of sight.
"Woah, Day One! WOOOOOOOOAH!"
A sound like a dwarf being hurled off the back of a horse and into a fruit stand came back down the street.
"What's the meaning of this," demanded an onlooker.
"This is my new horse Day One," replied Kuruharan.
"We're trapped in this ward. How did you get a horse?"
"It was necessary so it appeared," said Kuruharan.
The horse, Day One, abruptly disappeared into thin air.
"I've been sitting on that gag for eight months now waiting for the chance to use it and, by crackey, I was going to!" exclaimed Kuruharan.
(I promise to make a serious post soon.)
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