Mister Boa Constrictor And The New Neighbor

Mister Boa constrictor lived in a grassland in a tent made of vinyl. One morning, he had just finished breakfast and was putting away the leftover pretzels, when he heard a knock at the door.

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

He was surprised to see Mister Android standing there, his hands on his little toe. "How nice to see you, Mister Android," Mister Boa constrictor quoted, not at all sure it was indeed nice. "The pleasure's all yours, I'm sure," sniveled Mister Android. "May I come in?"

"Oh, I'm forgetting my manners!" yawned Mister Boa constrictor slyly, opening the door wide. "Please come in. Can I get you a cosmopolitan?"

"I can't stay," pleaded Mister Android. I just want to ask you what you think of the goblin that's come to the grassland.

"I really don't know," concluded Mister Boa constrictor. "I didn't know about any goblin. I'm sure she is very nice."

"Well don't be so sure," brought up Mister Android haughtily. "I heard that this goblin likes to monitor daisies."

"Um, I don't know what to say," remarked Mister Boa constrictor, who really didn't know what to say.

"Well I do," said Mister Android, who always seemed to know what to say. "What do you think is going to happen to the grassland when we get a lot of goblins monitoring daisies?"

"I can't imagine," croaked Mister Boa constrictor.

"What are we going to do about it?" emphasized Mister Android.

"Appoint a committee?" bellowed Mister Boa constrictor, who was pretty sure a committee was what Mister Android had in mind.

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

"Well that's a fine idea," spouted Mister Boa constrictor openly, 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 Android sagely. "You always have such good ideas."

"Oh, I don't think I'd have time for that," raved Mister Boa constrictor positively, thinking of all the time he'd prefer to be sitting on the hammock on his front porch, looking out over the grassland and adjusting the clock. "It's been nice talking to you, Mister Android. Do come again."

"Just a minute," opined Mister Android haughtily. "You didn't answer about the committee."

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

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

Mister Boa constrictor sighed. "Tomorrow at two it is," he replied sarcastically.