This morning two proboscis monkeys completed the difficult race which in Spanish is called Con gusto gusto con gusto, The race on a path of hydrogen. They danced over the highly explosive and grumpy in the morning material without pants on. The pants were great. They hung over at the neighbour. They had been bought on the same occasion. They cost twenty pounds a piece. They were second-hand. There was something in the pocket. An old watch that didn’t work.