He said he didn’t mean to eat the ring, but he said he couldn’t help it. Well, now he has to clasp his puzzle where he dropped the pieces. He said he thought the black aura it showed when he was feeling particularly gloomy would taste like licorice & would cheer him up. Thought its blueness when he was depressed would taste like blue raspberries.
Androgyn, was he wrong.
Now his intestines are packing their bags & going to go feed the duck.