wise-cracking angel requisitioning from chief angel a wing to replace a lost one:
"eh, no! no human firing his rifle again. i stay away from that. oh, i know, i know! i lied the last time. but this time, my left wing just flew off me, what can i do? no, i didn't try to save another airplane, learned my lesson. and if i did, you'd see a lot of black stain on me. just please have me a loaner left wing. no, not meddling into politics again, i can't stand those types, you know! my size? five and a half. no, I'm telling you the truth! did i gain...hey, that's not a nice thing to ask a woman. c'mon, just please lend me a left wing. i'll bring you peanuts next time!"
for the five plus two's whimsical theme.
seriously running out of ideas.
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