Mister Yak And The New Neighbor

Mister Yak lived on a moonscape in a skyscraper made of alpaca hair. One morning, he had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover fish and chips, when he heard a knock at the door.

He waddled to the door, wondering who would be stopping for a visit at this time of day.

He was surprised to see Mister Chimpanzee standing there, his hands on his waist. "How nice to see you, Mister Chimpanzee," Mister Yak giggled, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," rambled Mister Chimpanzee. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" ranted Mister Yak sagely, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a glass of fruit punch?"

"I can't stay," articulated Mister Chimpanzee. I just want to ask you what you think of the grizzly bear that's come to the moonscape.

"I really don't know," breathed Mister Yak. "I didn't know about any grizzly bear. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," smirked Mister Chimpanzee ferociously. "I heard that this grizzly bear likes to demolish footballs."

"Um, I don't know what to say," stammered Mister Yak, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mister Chimpanzee, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the moonscape when we get a lot of grizzly bears demolishing footballs?"

"I can't imagine," quavered Mister Yak.

"What are we going to do about it?" stuttered Mister Chimpanzee.

"Appoint a committee?" judged Mister Yak, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mister Chimpanzee had in mind.

"That's exactly right," said Mister Chimpanzee cheerfully. "A committee to study the problem."

"Well that's a fine idea," orated Mister Yak effortlessly, who wanted to bring the conversation to a close quickly, without finding himself on this committee.

"I'd like for you to be on the committee," said Mister Chimpanzee threateningly. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," affirmed Mister Yak thankfully, thinking of all the time he'd prefer to be sitting on the desk on his front porch, looking out over the moonscape and vegetating. "It's been nice talking to you, Mister Chimpanzee. Do come again."

"Just a minute," reasoned Mister Chimpanzee sarcastically. "You didn't answer about the committee."

Mister Yak thought he had answered, and was beginning to get puzzled. "Thank you so much for thinking of me. It is a lovely day, isn't it? How is Mrs. Chimpanzee doing these days?"

Mister Chimpanzee would have none of it. "So, let's meet at your house, say tomorrow at two?"

Mister Yak sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," he replied mysteriously.