Then quickly, Sylvester McMonkey McFuck put together a very peculiar space truck.
Then he said:
You wanna be naled like a Nale-hedded Stick? My friends, I will nale you . . . . for five dollah a pick.
"Just hand me your money and climb on aboard." They clambered inside and the strange fellow hoared. He bonked. He clonked. He jerked. He berked. He bopped them around, but the thing really worked.
