It Occurs to the Good Teller...

That the tale of the unfortunate princess be yet incomplete!

So it happens that this good teller and many others bumped (boing boing) into the unfortunate princess today, as she was again welcoming many a guest into the King's par-tay. Somehow somehow her wunnerful tale had made its way far and wide across the Kingdom into the ears of many a person! And so the unfortunate princess mourned, she mourned! Oy vey (is what she would've said if she were savvy to the language)!

But there's more! The unwitting princess, having yet learnt that the divulging of thangs is potentially dangerous, in mourning she said, she said:

But Sir Glen of the Freezytoes really looks different in person than on stage (lor)!

And for the peeps around her, the light bulbs dinged! It occurred to them all, the good teller included, that the unfortunate princess had once seen the good Sir Glen! And yet and yet had refused him entry! (If it were not known better, one might imagine that she was a law student!)

An innerestful detail concluded the teller, after much ponnering, chin rubbering and lip-tappering. After extensive discussion with a certain dodjeee buddeee, it was wunnered wunnered, what sort of a teller would the teller be if this detail be withheld from said teller's extensive readership! Not good, no no. And that be not what the title of this post says, no no.

And so for the sake of accuracy and truth! Here be the completion of the Tale. Make of it what you will. The good (and neutral) teller will certainly make no judgements regarding blurness, silliness, blind-as-a-batness, nicknames of Batgirl etc in any way.

The End.

(Disclaimer: this has no reference to real life events or persons. Any such resemblences are mere coincidences. So one wunners why a certain Hoey be agitated! Sillay hoey. But that be a post for anudder day.)