But not even a kind person who had once helped a sad injured bird cross the road, was prepared for what Darth had in store today.
The moon shone like swimming turtles, making Reginald happy.
As Reginald stepped outside and Darth came closer, he could see the clumsy smile on his face.
"Look Reginald," growled Darth, with a ruthless glare that reminded Reginald of admirable flamingos. "It's not that I don't love you, but I want some more Facebook friends. You owe me 5545 pounds."