“i love your shoulders.” “that’s agastopia.” “you’ve got to stop with the words.” “ok, but it’s time for our jentacular meal.” “i’m warning you.” “honey, we’re just opposites. it’s syzygy.”
He loved Elsie, who loved Lance, dominant stallion of the herd.
Fred’s life consisted of an unending series of fruitless attempts to nose in between Elsie and Lance, which left him single and alone with his daydreams, in which he pictured Elsie in silhouette or perhaps even, yes, head-on!