Yes it Does
Part LVII
The Werewolf of Yes's Hair
Yes was singing his new favorite song titled “My floof is not purple” while walking down the street when all of a sudden Frank Stallone came out of nowhere. He was frantically scratching his head with his fingernails while wolves fell from his scalp like dandruff. So much flaking!
Frank Stallone shoved a wolf into Yes’s hair. Whoops. Somebody forgot to add ‘were’ to the front of wolf. Get it. That is what I said, big-a-you.
There were now wolves, or werewolves, stuck in Yes’s hair all because Frank Stallone never met his hero Sylvester Stallone. No real reason. But Yes was convicted of treason.
Howling and creeping out the populace, the werewolves combed the countryside making babies with sheep and practicing the harmonica aloud for everyone to hear.
It turns out that the werewolf was Tim the whole time. He used Yes’s hair to construct his costume. It was a shaggy mess which shed lice-ridden hairs wherever he went.
Oh sure, that makes a lot of sense. Sense as in seeing. Seeing as in to look. Look as in watch. Watch as in tick, tick. Tick as in werewolf. Since Yes always makes sense, he decided to stop the story here. Then he ate Tim because Yes was the werewolf the whole time. Twist!