Death of a strangely coloured animal.

I was running along the road when I saw this golden giraffe with eyes of turqoise.  It said to me, "yabadabadoo."

I knew at once I wouldn't get along with Mr Giraffe, because I hate the flintstones. This was a challenge. I drew out a pair of nunchucks put a turtle on the floor. Then I fished a tube of glowing green serum from a pocket and washed it over myself and the turtle.

The was a explosion of green fumes, and the turtle and I were one. I put a strip of orange eye mask and wrist bands, and swung my nunchucks.

The Giraffe reeled and yodelled, "Yabadabadoo!!!!"

I replied and shouted, "Cowabunga!!"

We charged at each other with the determination to knock the other down, for liking the wrong cartoon. But from nowhere, we saw a purple dinosaur singing a song about loving and being one big family.

He had ridiculously white teeth. I looked and the Giraffe and it to me. We nodded and agreed Barney must die. That's what happened. You don't see Barney anymore on TV these days.