The song finished, and the musicians acknowledged the thunderous applause with gracious nods. The Saucepan Man was still vibrating with a sound like a thousand tuning forks dancing in the rain, but he managed to rise and bow to the rapturous audience (who were so rapturous they didn't even realize it).
Then suddenly, Diamond looked around and exclaimed, "Wasn't Iarwain at this table with us before? Good heavens! I hope he hasn't...exploded!"
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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