Yes it Does
Part XI
Time Interference Part VI
Yes’s rump landed on a wooden stake.
“Well, toil and boil. I’ve eaten glue,” said John Adams.
Yes’s watch said 1643. Mussolini ran and jumped on a Native American and he pretended to eat the man’s hair. Then, of course, he bit his groin.
Charles started a fight with some poultry. “Billibong my bong,” said Harriet while protecting the poultry from Charles’s advances.
A blubbering ham threw Yes into five men who all said simultaneously “We die. And there will be no need, Frabo.”
“But milking peoples’ gall bladders will create five new recipes on how to make a giant pencil shaving and two toothbrushes stamped with the phrase: ‘Bite my face before you can begin to smell a brush,’” said John Adams.
President Rockefeller smiled, laughed, and then ate a crock with urine in it.
A Native American passing through the area wrapped his arms around Yes and gave him a precious squeeze.
“Don’t squeeze him,” Harriet scolded while pinching the man. “No squeezing at all, mister sir!”
“I am Green Peat,” the man introduced himself.
“Green Pee?”
“Peat.”
“Pete Green Pee?!” Mussolini gasped.
“No...”
“Green Pee! Yum!” John Adams gripped Green Pee’s waist in order to slow dance with him. Yes slid himself between them while all the other time-traveling dorks picked them up and they dis-appeared.