"Woe art thee" he cried unto the Heavens "Keepeth of a creature of the wild in captivity thee likest not, though yea, doth thee adore they Centaur. Of what to do thee knowest not! Giveth thee a sign, oh great and wondrous Cosmos!"

And Lo! Did not all the planets and stars aligneth in the Cosmos afore Him and spelleth out the words "Let Them Go" and with that, he kneweth what to do!

Long after the setting of the great ball of fire, Brian the Wise did thusly sneaketh to where the Centaurs werest tied up and did thusly untie them and spake unto them righteously "Go forth creatures of the wild and be free" and he did thusly chuck them overboard!

"Harken!" they crieth "We canst barely swim thou stupid bastard!" But Brian the Wise did not harken and the Rainbow Worrier did saileth off unto the black night.

Luckily the air-sea rescue chopper was in the vicinity and did saveth them.

At long last, safely upon the firmament, the Centaurs went back unto the wilds but copeth they could not for had they not been far too pampered by the Gods and couldeth not fend for thineselves.

Thusly The Centaur of John the Mysterious came unto the land of Holly in the Woods and dideth scribeth and directeth movies and thusly calleth them "Cosmos Wars".

The Centaur of Roger the Divine beganeth a company and thusly maketh of plastic dolls with flowing blonde manes; of the female he nameth Karbie and the male he nameth Ben.

Now the Centaur of the Lord God Freddie did thusly desire a career in television and maketh of his own show "Queer Head For A Bloody Horse".

And yea though the Centaur of Brian the Wise wandereth about amongeth the multitudes there and knowest not what to do. And the great ball of fire did seteth in the sky and the poor, sad Cenaur did falleth into slumber in a doorway.

"Ah! Thou poor forlorn creature, cometh then with thee unto the General Scribes Office" sayeth the workers in the morn whenst they did find the creature asleep in the doorway.

"Feedeth him they did, and harken to his sad tale. "We shall asketh of thy boss if we may giveth thee shelter!" they clucked, for they hath taken pity on the Centaur.

"The Centaur may stay" sayeth the Chief Officer "but Lo! earneth his keep he must! He shall be put to work in the offices and worketh he shall!"

The Centaur waseth well pleased for now he hath a home even though he did miss Brian the Wise terribly.

Now, whence the pigeons arriveth with scribings to be delivereth, the Centaur noted that the Lord God Freddie, Roger the Divine and John the Mysterious were scribething home to Mother with wicked tales of Brian the Wise.

"This cannot be allowed!" thought the Centaur "for Brian the Wise art great and wondrous and kind and wise and art never wrong!" And he did censor the scribings of the Lord God Freddie, Roger the Divine and John the Mysterious for Mother should knowest not of such things!