Yes it Does
Part LXVII
Yes Grows Big
At 9:28 am on Tuesday, Yes noticed a wild antelope eating grapes and mangoes on the sidewalk of Tubber street. Seeing this caused Yes to want to grow to be 63 feet tall, so that’s exactly what he did. At such a height, Yes could push around anyone who wandered the streets in his hometown of Yeston.
“Wow! That’s the third tallest moron I’ve ever seen on the west side of Yemen,” said the guy who always budges in front of people. Unamused, Yes drop-kicked the guy who always budges in front of people clear across the county because of his annoying budging habit.
Yes stomped up and down, back and forth through Yeston frightening pedestrians and motorists with his quick, jerky movements. Some pedestrians were not afraid of Yes, and they ventured closer to him in their feeble attempts to make contact and reach out to him and understand his apparent rage.
“It it yes yes!” Yes cried to all within earshot. Many were within earshot because Yes’s voice carried out in a five mile radius.
The slight attempts by the pedestrians to reach out were welcomed by Yes because he was barefeeted and in stepping on and smooshing those peoples they would make it softer on his feets. Yes swung his arms and legs as he strode away from the center of town and towards the town of Erps-derpsville.
“Arms are for waving, not walking!” Harold the Biter pointed out this very obvious fact to at least get Yes to stop and take notice of what was going on around him. Yes did notice. He congratulated Harold by pushing him around a little with his big toe.
When the antelope on Tubber street finished feasting on the various fruits scattered along the sidewalk, it moved along to find some new treasure in another far-off place. Its departure caused Yes to slowly return to normal size, and now instead of needling Harold the Biter with his toe, he needled him with his hips and crotch.
Harold the Biter gloated. “Glad you could come back to Earth.”
Yes cold-cocked him in the side of the head with his fist. “Does it.”
Fin.