Drexler, dressed in his best outfit, rode down the street in a small open top motor car before stopping at a little podium, he then walked up to the stand and tapped the microphone to test if it was working.

He then went on to address the amassing crowd. “Dear ladies and gents, all of you who have bothered to turn up, or those who are just listening because this is really loud, I would like to welcome you to my newly designed festival, hopefully the start of a whole new thing for the people of this world! This is my Festival of Might”

He gives a little flex for all the ladies in the crowd, he received a few ‘oooohs’ and ‘aaahs’ and some smug looks off a few gents ”Anything you could ever imagine a festival to have, was here, from Ape fights to Zebra rides, you will be amazed at this festival, you could argue that this festival is a carnival, I don’t care, I have splashed out on this mass event for you the people to waste your time coming together and having fun! This event will move on, we have to entertain the world, so please step right up! And please, do whatever you want and by all means have fun!” 

Drexler walks away from the podium and puts on his top hat, he then whistles for his trusty steed, he then jumps on the horse, and rides down the street in front of the Parade, leading the mass crowds to the festival placement. As he arrives he walks to the first stall, he picks up a wooden ball and has a complementary throw, as he is the owner,  but when he throws the ball hitting the coconut it does not fall….”Bloody Carnies.”

Riding on the back of Timothy, Neville's pet dog he waves to Drex.

I'm loving this festival Drex! you sure know how to party.

After munching a cookie Neville storms on after Drexler still riding Timothy

Watching the tumble weed swirl by Drexler tossed another ball at the coconut he previously missed, it was as if the ol' boy was sat there laughing at him, he hits it again and this time it splits into three pieces and splats on the floor. "Hahah how you like me now!?"

Watching the tumble weed swirl by Drexler tossed another ball at the coconut he previously missed, it was as if the ol' boy was sat there laughing at him, he hits it again and this time it splits into three pieces and splats on the floor.

"Hahah how you like me now!?"

At that moment he noticed an old face drop by "Ah Neville, good to see you here...and you came on your noble steed....Timothy if I remember correct, having fun? How have you been mate?"

Fatboy follows the crowd of carnies in the large stampede.

Fatboy rushes to get his ticket to watch the Ape fights. But making it to the front of the line will be impossible with everyone pushing and shoving.

Well it's worth the wait to see some Ape's knock each other out.

I've been great mate! Recently took over the barbers shop on 53rd, how're you doing?

Nev gives Timothy a refreshing bowl of water as he climbs off.

Smiling widely at his buddy Neville he passes over his businesscard "You see here mate..I am Head Carnie in these parts" he lets out a laugh " I have been working many years with all the people here to bring this event to the cities and towns near you! The Ape fighting is starting soon so be sure to get your ticket."

He smiles as Timothy laps up some fresh water and leans in to give him a stroke. "Fine ride you got there squire"

Turning to Fatboy he laughs "Step this way mate and do not worry about the Queues" He sneaks Fatboy to the front with a grin.

Fatboy then follows Drexler around the side to get ahead if everyone else. Fatboy then runs for the second row trying to grab a seat quickly before they come rushing into the Ape fights.

S.p. rolls down the street to see the entire ruckus in front of him. He pulls himself up with his arms.

Mr Drexler i am here to present you with an opportunity, i propose that we add a freak show to your ever growing festival. I would gladly be the headline act, I mean to be honest people just stand there and laugh at my name so im sure if i swing my arms and dance around a little people will not be able to take their eyes off me.

With that S.P. assumes the position, his legs shoulder width apart, slightly bent at the knees, raises his arms in the air and runs around in a circle chasing his own shadow.

How about that for a show.

"I gotta admit pal, that is quite freakish..are you sure you have the time to travel the world with us? what would your friends and family say..." Drexler smiles as the kid chases his shadow and thinks to himself 'this guy is golden'.

"You are more than welcome to set up a tent over there" he points "and see how things go, if you get a lot of visits I would love to have you on board after all this is the best festival in the word ever to be had" He grins

S.P. gathers up his belongings and his tent and sets up in the far corner of the street; once again he starts to do his dance with the waving of his arms.

Come one, come all, come see the freak that be the pole,

He waves his arms and bends his knees.

He even dances around the trees.

This wonder of the world

Is here to stay

So much so, you should pay.

Around the world he will travel,

Bringing much laughter.

Happily ever after.

S.P. even throws in a quick tap dance and bows his head and holds out his hand awaiting tips from the passing people

"Man this guy is good" Drexler says.

"Roll up Roll up, crazy random dancing rhyming pole crazy festivities, Please donate generously to this kind man for his wonderful act"

Sibilo was just walking past this festival event when he noticed a crowd of people surrounding something. He decides to take a look.

"Come on down, Come on down. Who fancies a tipple at ye olde coconut throw?"

"What have you got to do?" He asks.

"It's simple, you just throw the ball at the coconut and if it falls off, you get another go. If you hit all three off, you win a prize."

"Sounds simple enough" Sibilo chuckles at the competition, knowing that he used to throw rocks at empty cans as a child, day in, day out.

So he has a go and fair enough, hits the first coconut straight off. He stretches his arms out and takes a shot at the second one, knocking the coconut straight off with power and precision. Confidence flowing through him now, he brings his arm back and hits the third coconut straight on, this one however doesn't move an inch.

"WHAT! I hit it straight on, did you see that?"

"Sorry guy, only two coconuts down, next up?!"

Disgusted by the entire thing, Sibilo walks away from the event and down a dark alleyway wondering if the event master had indeed paid his dues to hold this festival. He may well get his revenge yet ...

"We can't all be winners can we?" He mutters to himself as the man wanders off having not won, the nail was holding up, 3 turns in a row the coconut has not shifted, silly non carnies eh.

"Anyone else fancy a go?"