"I hope you guys don't mind, I've invited Psy to come up and visit." Babsie announced.
"Oh well, thanks for telling us in advance." Taylor grinned. "We'll make sure the men in the white coats' arrival co-ordinates with Psy's."
Babsie gave him a look.
"Why is it men in white coats?" she asked suddenly. "What is wrong with women in green hats? Or turtles in pink jumpers?"
"Or fish in brown mittens?" Isaac continued, a grin forming on his face. "Or bears in polka dot bikinis."
"Now that's a scary thought." Zac commented dryly.
"Or aliens in red socks." Babsie went on.
"Or cats in black sport shoes." Isaac followed.
"Or flamingos in purple leg warmers?"
"Or toads in turquoise pants?"
"Or lice in blue jeans?"
"Or monkeys in gray boxers?"
"Or kangaroos in orange boxing gloves?"
"Or cows in leather jackets?
"Or crocs in alligator boots?"
"Another scary thought." Taylor put in. "Can you imagine a crocodile wearing alligator boots? Or cows wearing leather for that matter?"
"Strangely yes." Zac nodded his head sadly.
"In fact, what the heck is wrong with poisonous newts in yellow slippers?" Isaac burst out.
"Or mozzies in apricot cozzies?"
"Or flies in vanilla pies?"
"Or rats in -"
"You two have stepped off the deep end." Taylor commented gravely.
"Yeah, exactly." Zac agreed.
"How the heck did they get on to this topic anyway?"
"Umm, I think… we were talking about Psy would be coming up for a visit."
"That's right. And I said something about the men in white coats."
"Why is it men in white coats?" Babsie asked again. "What's wrong with -"
"Oh no! Not this again!" Taylor groaned.