I don’t know if you know me, but I am a silly goose too.
I am a hedonistic little furball that has no sense of normalcy.
But I can’t be as hedonistic and silly as I want to.
You see, they’re out to get me! The armadillos!
I sometimes spend all day in the dark closet hiding from armadillos.
How do can you truly be silly and not be fearful of armadillos?! I just don’t understand how you do it!
Waaaaiiit just a darn tootin’ second Ellen. How do I know you’re not an armadillo?
If you are one, it’s not going to end well for you …
I’m not scared. If you come near me, rrrRRRRrrr!!!! Die science toy!
Erk… I’m stuck. Help!
Okay, free. Now where was I?
Right… Dear Ellen…
I always admired your… AAAAHHHHH!!! It’s an armadillo!!! HELP!!!!
If I curl up and pretend to be an armadillo, maybe it’ll leave me alone!!
There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home…
AAAAAAHHHH!!!! HELP!!!! It’s got me!!! THE ARMADILLO!!!!!
Nooooooo!!!! I’m too young to die!! I’m not even 27!!!
Wait… I’m still alive! Where’d it go? Where is the armadillo?
Umm. Okay. Dear… I’m not only silly, but insane too. How do you cope with this?
I was imagining the armadillo. Is Ellen even real? Sleepy now.