The Purple Frogs From Outer-Place

Well, basically what happened was, I got home and found ransackery. I called the police and told them to talk to mama's croisant as a witness, but they hung up on me. I mean how rude can you get? They just hung up on me! THEY JUST HUNG UP ON ME!! It was rediculous! I can't stand it anymore! Someone has to do something about this! It was the fourth time they hung up on me, and it wasn't even 10AM yet. It's aggrevating to say the least conspicuous. Well, since the coppers won't help me... I'll call... THE INSPECTOR WIDGET! Who is he you may ask? You've never heard of THE INSPECTOR WIDGET?! Well to tell ya the truth neither have I. So... I'll just forget him. I'll call... Jimmy Dean! His special secret sausages can help me cop the the ransacker who ransackered my home. But, well, I don't know. I think I'll go tame a bear for fun, it will give me some excercise... maybe. Wait a minute... the title of this report is The Purple Frogs From Outer-Place, and I haven't said anything about them yet. Well let me tell ya The Purple Frogs From Outer-Place are the most fearsome, the most scary, the most gruesomest, the most freakiest of all the fly eater to ever fly the face of Outer-Place! I don't know what I wanted to say about them earlier but o well, I thnik I'll just end this and go tame that bear. It's been standing outside the Library very patiently waiting for me. Good-Bye