......Reg went back to see Gerald....
“They might do,” said Gerald, “Let me think...”. He thought. For loooong time. Pondering...
(Reg thought he might have fallen asleep again...)
“They might not, either,“ Gerald finally said, -" I dunno to be honest. Truth be told - I'm always too drunk to ever really notice.
Maybe they do come to think of it and that's why Ethel keeps telling me to piss off...”
"OK," Reg said, " Can you pass me some of green things for us to try, if you don't mind? I need a lot for Derek. He eats lots.
Not bears though! never bears, oh no, not ever bears..He's a pescetarian.
If it's not fishy smelling, he doesn't like it, basically. "
"That's a good philosophy," Said Gerald, laughing to himself.
Approximately three hours later, Gerald had managed to pull himself off his sleeping post, and moved a whole three yards to a branch with lots of green things on it..
He started dropping them down to Reg, one... green.....thing..... at..... a....... time...
To be continued.....eventually......when Gerald has dropped enough green things down to Reg, and not before...
Then it will be continued...
