Suddenly, what sounded like a small stampede could be heard from down the hall? It was getting closer by the moment, and then---

?Mom! Mommy! Mooooooom!?

Round the corner of the door came not one, but two red headed girls of eleven with their lilac?d eyes quite wide, coupled with that most defined of ?WTF? expressions on their faces!

?Mom! Something?s wrong with Dad!?, the twins cried out in unison. Thressa looked down the hall, while Aleyah went to explaining. ?Mom, Dad?s not himself! He?s rolling around downstairs on wheels, like 4 on each foot! Circle after circle, an he?s wearin? some weird stuff!?

Thressa chimed in from the other side of the door, ?Glitter man, and rhinestones?sequins, man! An the gold, don?t forget that gold!?

Aleyah nodded and continued, ?What she said, too! He?s also singing too--- some sad song about cake! I mean c?mon Mom, who sings a sad song about cake!?

?The cake is a lie!?, said from around the door.

?Your face is a lie, Trout Sniffer!?, replied Aleyah.

?He?s singin? again!?, called out Thressa.

Aleyah whipped around the door to get a peek, ?What the french--- his hair!?

?Glitter?s gone,? noted Thressa.

?He?s gettin? close, gotta run!?

That was about that--- the whole exchange, lasting no more than a few minutes at best as Aleyah snagged her sister by the arm, the pair tearing off down the hall.

In their wake, was the distinct sound of --- wheels on wood? And singing?

?MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark, All the sweet green icing flowing down
Someone left the cake out in the rain?
I don't think that I can take it--- 'Cause it took so long to bake it
And I'll never have that recipe again--- Oh, nooooo!?

Yeah--- not Brian?s best rendition by any measure. Then again, one couldn?t always be as good as Sir Richard Harris, or Donna Summers?could they?

Well there wasn?t any time to ponder that little question folks, as Brian whipped around into the room in a spiral of roller disco-ness!

As the man spun round and round, what could be best made out was the train of gold which looked to be about waist high?well there was another now?about neck high, and?his feet too?

Round and round he went--- and wait?why did he look like a mushroom of sorts?

And then he suddenly stopped!

?You called, babe??

The voice sounded like Brian alright--- but what stood before, Jenai--- well, it could be Brian. That was left up to much discussion at the moment?perhaps it was the polyester white pants with gold trim? Maybe, the 3/4 unbuttoned silk shirt of black?which revealed quite a bit of his chest? Let?s not forget that rather large gold medallion he was wearing as well--- or the oversized spectacles, perhaps? I dunno? Personally, I?d bet my money that it was his hair which may have sincerely caused the greatest of issues--- since it was literally one big @#! afro.

Or as Kerri said??Thas? one mo?fo? of an afro f? dat @#! ?