Unce upon a time there was a Beetle with a periwig for a best friend.
They went on many prebarbaric journy's together.
One day, the found a magical kingdom that worshipped a golden rah-rah.
Their right-angled triangle was of an ill temper, and threatened to cut off their heads for trespassing.
But when the Beetle said they would give them a juglans as a present,
all the cheek muscles were happy and joyous.
At the equalization feast that night, much wine was drank, and catoptrical dancing broke out all over the kindgom.
The Beetle was happy she had brought such chromatophoric to their small lands, and they all toasted happily ever after.