62. The Not-So Scary Snorklum
Over the hill stomped a huge, hungry Snorklum. "I AM THE SCARY SNORKLUM," he roared, "and i am going to have mole sandwich for tea with a little salt and pepper and chunky pickle."
But the Snorklum is scared of something too. Why do his knees knock, his tail twitch, and his whiskers wibble in a worried sort of way?