"Rushadicus, the ambassador of Sneth, will be casting forth the fluffy fury of pathientwénies from his thunderous blark-cannon also known as a cello. In a benign yet usurping tone will he rant, spowering out a fast language which n'exist pas, as the French say. And if this were not enough already to make reptilians weep, he will also be informing the public of heretofore unknown joys via his skillful squawking on the Kazoo. A baroque joke from the future of electric cat worlds, is it?"