No Ifs, Ands Or Coconuts

One sunny day on Tracy Island, Lady Penelope and I were relaxing near some palm trees. We were cuddled together on a deck chair, wearing swimwear - Penelope’s was a luscious pink - and drinking coconut juice together. “Aaaaahhh,” I sighed, “What a wonderful day to vacation on Tracy Island, Penelope.” “I think you’re right, it is a good idea to vacation on Tracy Island. I’m sure Jeff and his sons wouldn’t mind.” agreed Penelope. “Penelope,” I said after a minute long silence, “You do know these palm trees are made out of cardboard, right?” “That’s what the Thunderbirds team said when they started production on the show I starred in.” “But what about any coconuts? Can’t they add them on?” “They didn’t have money for real coconuts, but what they did have money for is the budget to make Thunderbirds possible.”

Feeling contented, I snuggled against Penelope, feeling safe and secure. “Still, it’s great to be on vacation with you, Penny. I do enjoy our time on the beach, even more than when we went on vacation in Australia.” “That’s right, and you made a new friend - Cheesecake.” At once, I felt myself giggling cheekily. “Why are you giggling like that?” asked Penelope mischievously. “Because according to Cheesecake, she knew that Australian aboriginal people speak in tongues. Like this: Nya nya nya nya nya nya!” I blabbered, doing my best Annoying Orange imitation. Penelope laughed. It was fun to hang around with Penelope like this, even when I made weird noses like the Nya-Nya-Nya thing.

At last, I yawned, feeling tired out from the heat of the warm sun. Snuggling against Penelope, we both fell asleep, still trying to work on our tan. It was Heaven. I felt safe and secure in Penelope’s arms, feeling happy that-

Uh oh, wait a minute. What’s this?! Penelope and I suddenly woke up and spun around. Thunderbird 2 was about to take off! “GET OUT OF THE WAY!” I shouted, and we jumped out of the way just in time as our deckchair was crushed and Thunderbird 2 took off into the sky.

Penelope was furious over this. “Hrmph!” she growled, “Those Thunderbirds.” I felt furious too. “Whatever happened to our vacation, we are NEVER vacationing here again!”