And Lo! She sailed all through the night and into the next day whilsteth the great ball of fire rose in the sky, and followeth along behind was the pet fat arsed whale of Brian the Wise.

All the days the Gods lazed about the deck and ordereth this and ordereth that but did becometh bored.

And all the days the creweth serveth the Gods every whim but they too, becometh bored.

"Behold! Thou art bored and dull and dullneth art a diseaseth" declared the Lord God Freddie for he despiseth dullness and boredom.

"There art nowt to doest aboard this shippeth" agreed Roger the Divine "So boring it is, that Brian the Wise hath taken to feeding fat arsed whales!"

John the Mysterious did rolleth his eyes unto the Heavens and go on makething of things with pipe cleaners, for he art ne'er bored.

"Needeth to send an SOS!" decreed The Lord God Freddie, "Purser! Taketh this down at once!" "No! Noteth thy catsuit thee fool! Taketh down thy words!" He continued:

"Harken Multitudes! stoppeth Eternal Salvation shall hereby be giveth to thou of thee whoest shall deviseth of Onboard Entertainmenteth for thy Rainbow Worrier! stoppeth Harken to Thy words at once! stoppeth Thy Gods art bored! stoppeth Harken verily and hasten thou pigeons with thou answer! stoppeth"

"Aha-eth" sayeth Brian the Wise "Verily good!"

Sooneth came unto the Rainbow Worrier a flock of pigeons, all shitting upon Brian the Wise and he becameth cross.

"The Lord God Freddie, thou joketh hath gone too fareth! Stoppeth these birds from shittething upon Thy poodle perm at once!"

The Lord God Freddie was thusly shamed and did order the pigeons to stoppeth shittething at once.

And it was so.

"I see there art many messages from the Multitudes" sayeth John the Mysterious, looking up from His pipecleaners, "thou wondereth if there art good ideas!" And he went back to creatething of useful stuff.

"Bothereth thee cannot, to readeth all this scribing" sayeth Roger the Divine and did goeth drop a line over the bow of the Rainbow Worrier.

"John the Mysterious, help thee readeth this scribing!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie.

"No" replieth John the Mysterious, "Thee art too busy." And helpeth he dideth not.

The Lord God Freddie did flounce about mucheth and spitteth of thy dummy for He did not wish to readeth all the scribing alone. But Lo!, there upon the horizon, cameth a speeding tugeth boat! "Give unto thee thou binoculars, Captain!" ordered The Lord God Freddie and Lo! there in the distance cameth Ben of Eltonia wavething madly his scribing in the air!