Gerald woke up eventually, to see his two new friends having a great time together..
Clinging onto a branch to keep himself upright, he munched on some more green things and watched them.
"Will you blow me Derek,?” Reg said, looking at his friend, giggling.
Gerald nearly fell over.
Derek giggled back - “ I'd love to, my little feathery friend. If you want me to blow you, then I shall blow you....Get into position...”
Reg got into position, and Derek blew him. At least four times, but no one was counting.
Well, no one could actually count, anyway.
They were both hysterical from the green things, and they were having a great time.
"The three of us are like little village," Gerald said smiling...
"What's a village, Gerald,?" Asked Reg
"It's when more than one people get together," Gerald said. He could see the blank looks staring back.
"I'll explain what people is, when you are both not incredibly drunk,"
"OK," said Reg, "Then we are like a little village people, then...."
"Blow me again Derek !!!!!!!!!"
