There was once a man called Alfred. This is a pointless name due to it never being used again. Now, this man, y'see, had an apple on his belt, but y'see, it'was actually an onion, y'see. So, I had an onion on my belt, y'see, but it was BLUE! Y'see. It was blue, because I had picked it, and it was blue. Blue one's are real nice, y'see, apart from the core, y'see. So I went into town, with a blue onion on my belt, y'see. The blue onions are blue, y'see, but not sky blue, y'see, but dark blue, y'see. Now, I had an onion on my belt, that was blue, y'see, and I went into town with it, y'see, on my belt. Y'see. I went into the butchers, y'see, and I order a leg o' lamb, y'see, but they daren't have none, so I left, y'see, with people looking at meh onion, y'see. Then, I fainted, y'see, and was dragged to hospital, y'see, then I dreamt, y'see, that I was eating the blue onion y'see, then I woke up, y'see, and there was the onion, y'see, with the ol', nasty core left, y'see, but then I said... 'NO! MUST, EAT!' and chased after the moving, blue onion, y'see. Then... it attacked the lamp, then 'NOOOOO!', I protected the lamp, and the onion ran off, I chased, then grabbed a fork, UGH! Missed... UGH! Missed... Then, it tripped, I took my chance, y'see, and went, y'see, ARRRRRRRR! and caught it, y'see. And that's the story of something this story is supposed to be the story of...