A Bed Time Story

Once upon a time in a far away land known as Starspangula, there was young farmer whose name was Wiedapeepul. Weidapeepul owned one of the best chicken coops in all of Starspangula. He had scrimped and saved for most of his life so that he could fill the chicken coop with chickens. One day Wiedapeepul received a letter from his father, Constitooshun. It seems his father was being trampled on by an evil Emperor known as Dabushministrashun. Weidapeepul had to leave the farm to go and try to save his father. Wiedapeepul needed someone to watch over his chickens while he was away so he put an ad in the paper. The next day a skulk of sky diving foxes were air dropped above the farm. They had golden parachutes, brief cases, and business suits and had come to answer farmer Wiedapeepuls' ad. Their names were Morgan, Goldman, Stanley, Sachs, Wally, Street, Bernanke, Paul and his son. All were well mannered, well educated, and well bred foxes, who said, "Trust us we're here to help."
Obviously Wiedapeepul was leery of leaving his chickens in the care of foxes but, he had other things on his mind and they talked a good game.

So, Weidapeepul went off to Terraqistan to help his father fight the evil Emperor. Upon his return he found the chicken coop empty except for feathers and dried chicken blood. Weidapeepul was shocked! Shocked , I tell you.
Before Wiedapeepul could get a word out the foxes said, "Oh thank God you're back! We need your help!"
" My help? What happened?", he asked the foxes.
"Somebody ate all your chickens." Paul and his son said. "We tried to stop them but it just all happened so fast."
"What am I going to do?" asked Wiedapeepul.
"Buy us 700 billion more chickens and we'll watch them for you." said Paul and his son.

to be continued . . .