“Again! Rusinara how many times have I told you that there are living creatures down there?” a harsh tug in the ear brought Rusinara back to the land of living.
“it was just a small pebble mommy.” he wailed.
“Dont you ever do it again!” she glared with her fifty one eyes before taking away the slingshot from his hand.
“From where might that huge iceball appeared?” the meteorologist wondered aloud.
“it is monstrous!” the farmer said staring at the five kilo sized iceball sitting in the middle of his field. Thank God he was not there.