Albert The Dragon was recuperating, showing older brother George his new game with frozen yoghurts on sticks.
"Look, Georgie, it's smoking, but without lung cancer," he announced. "Pop the frozen stick yoghurts into your mouth and they smoke," whereupon he demonstrated with some strawberry-flavoured desserts. "See?"
Unimpressed, George said, "That's steam, not smoke. For sissies."
Albert placed two more into the corner of his mouth. "You talking to me?" he asked, de-Niro-style.
"Yup. You, sissie-boy."
"Fine – I love them," Albert said. "Mummy said share them but I'll eat them all now. You blew your chance. Tough."
"Wahhh! Mummy!" George yelled.
"Look, Georgie, it's smoking, but without lung cancer," he announced. "Pop the frozen stick yoghurts into your mouth and they smoke," whereupon he demonstrated with some strawberry-flavoured desserts. "See?"
Unimpressed, George said, "That's steam, not smoke. For sissies."
Albert placed two more into the corner of his mouth. "You talking to me?" he asked, de-Niro-style.
"Yup. You, sissie-boy."
"Fine – I love them," Albert said. "Mummy said share them but I'll eat them all now. You blew your chance. Tough."
"Wahhh! Mummy!" George yelled.
