Anchovy: Lively brown furry things with short stumpy legs and great long noses. I don't know what all the fuss is about, I could tame one of those. They look pretty tame to start with.
Counsellor: And these, er, these lions, how high are they?
Anchovy: (indicating a height of one foot) Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.
Counsellor: Really. And do these lions eat ants?
Anchovy: Yes, that's right.
Counsellor: Er, well, Mr Anchovy, I'm afraid what you've got hold of there is an anteater.
Counsellor: An anteater. Not a lion. You see a lion is a huge savage beast, about five feet high, ten feet long, weighing about four hundred pounds, running forty miles per hour, with masses of sharp pointed teeth and nasty long razor-sharp claws that can rip your belly open before you can say 'Eric Robinson', and they look like this.
The counsellor produces large picture of a lion and shows to Mr Anchovy who screams and passes out.
Counsellor: Time enough I think for a piece of wood.
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Counsellor: Good, good, good.
Anchovy: Lively brown furry things with short stumpy legs and great long noses. I don't know what all the fuss is about, I could tame one of those. They look pretty tame to start with.
Counsellor: And these, er, these lions, how high are they?
Anchovy: (indicating a height of one foot) Well they're about so high, you know. They don't frighten me at all.
Counsellor: Really. And do these lions eat ants?
Anchovy: Yes, that's right.
Counsellor: Er, well, Mr Anchovy, I'm afraid what you've got hold of there is an anteater.
Re: Oh god No...you've gotten me started
The counsellor produces large picture of a lion and shows to Mr Anchovy who screams and passes out.
Counsellor: Time enough I think for a piece of wood.