And Lo, off into the setting of the great ball of fire dideth sail the verily brightly coloured Rainbow Worrier and all who saileth in her.

The Captain of the ship welcomed the Gods aboard and set his crew to worketh to wait on the Gods hand and foot.

"Maketh sure Thy Gods hath all they desire" he commaned thusly unto the Purser

"T'will be thy pleasure" the purser declared and fluffeth off to doeth thy captains bidding.

"Behold, the glorious setting of the great ball of fire" announced The Lord God Freddie, "Feast this nigh, shall We, upon the upper deck!"

And it was so for the Purser art well pleased to do as he art bid by The Almighty Ones.

"Aha-eth" greeted The Lord God Freddie whence the Chef appeared from thy galley " Fresh tuna sandwiches for tea!"

"Come Gods! Eat-eth!" he decreed.

And the Gods came and the Gods did eateth and did sayeth 'Delicious!"

But as the great ball of fire did sinketh into the sea, They did not harken to notice Brian the Wise screwing up His face and recoiling in horror of eatething of the Albacore Tuna! "Thee simply cannot eat thou beautiful creature" he protested silently and did picketh out the fish from his sandwich and toss it overboard.

And Lo! Lurking there beneath the brightly coloured Rainbow Worrier whereforeart a great whale (for he did thinketh this boat to be a giant fishing lure and fascinateth was he) and he did eateth of the Albacore Tuna tosseth overboard by Brian the Wise and did groweth fat!

So mucheth of the Albacore Tuna did Brian the Wise toss overboard that the great whale couldeth eateth no more and his arse weret full of blubber.

"Thou art no longer attractive to thee" cried his great whale wife fish "Thou hast the fattest arse thee hath ever seeth!"

And with that, she did swim off with Ian of Thorpes who hath a hot bod.

"Oh woe is thee" cried the fat arsed whale as his blubbery bulk did floateth to the surface.

And he cryeth much.

And he cryeth into the night.

Brian the Wise did harken to the crying and did rusheth to the bow, "Hark! Whoeth goeth there? Who cryeth in the night that thee mayest not slumber! Thou art worse that SCRIBALISTS! Thou dumb bum!" he spake crossly.

"Oh woe is thee!" cried the fat arsed whale again and did telleth Brian the Wise his sad tale.

Brian the Wise was repentant!

"Oh deareth, it art all my faulteth!" he sadly spake and did becometh depressed.

Then Brian the Wise hath a verily good idea.

"Thee knowest!" he decreed, "Thou shalt become thy pet whale and thee shalt put thee on a vegetarian diet and slim thee downeth!"

And so it was, the fat arsed whale becameth the pet of Brian the Wise and dideth blubber along behind the Rainbow Worrier.