“ A three-legged Tralfoesian named “Wh-wh-wh” squats holding a tiny microphone.”
(based on reenactment from Z1Blithering-)
Original descriptions from Z1Blithering- were extremely detailed, but depicted only with crude drawings glued to popsicle sticks. The editor suggested he might use a more formal, theatrical finger-puppet display (complete with proscenium arch) to convey his elaborate vision. But that only elicited a string of profanity, punctuated by jabs at the air with one of the sharper looking stick figures. Phone requests for more clarity were met with accusations of conspiracy and charges of ineptness.
I had a dream there was this space-bug who annoyed the crap out of me. I used the Morbidian-Smoosh technique for the first time in ages (the only bright spot in the whole nightmare). He annoyed the crap out of me! Popping that bug was not even satisfying, and it took like forever. I wonder what it meant? In the dream I was so pissed that I let his fancy space-yacht fail with no effort to salvage or plunder. I'm still mad thinking about it. No more late night sushi for me.