“I ate my body weight in roast cauliflower, ” said Bernie Chew as he landed on one of the many neon mushrooms that grow on the outskirts of Murk Town. His friend, Hurl Jingle, thought cauliflower was gross and could smell it on Bernie a mile off. “Do you mind finding another mushroom? This one’s taken and your cauliflower aura is making me queasy.”
“Wind your neck in, Hurl, I put up with your frog-guts-pate breathe without complaint.” And with that Bernie flew off to find his own neon mushroom to chill out on.