A few words, choice perhaps. Snake-wrangling (asp graspingly?) curt and eyebrow endearing...
CRANK STURGEON & ID M THEFT ABLE =
You'd think the Giant Feral Cat Man Of Portland would be capable of looking after himself, but Auld Mother Theft Able only allows him infrequent respites from the Strange Maine basement compund in which he dwells with his sixteen feline brothers. The only reason he's been granted permission to sail to these shores on a barge made of amplified objects powered by wordless vocal sputter and nostril steam is that he's conceded to be chaperoned by the stately Mr. Sturgeon.
Stranger still is the notion that any self-respecting parent would charge the care of their beloved mangey mountain manchild to a fellae reknowned for employing questionable costumes and homebuilt untried/ untested/ unclean audio birching implements in his arsenal of disciplinary devices when chastising unruly noise bairns.
Do you know where your children are?
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