Oscar,Vinnie and crazy Rhoda decided, one warm Saturday morning, to go out for a walk through their favorite local park. Oscar had one problem with it though. For as far back as he can remember, he’d always associated it with the pipes of Pan.
“Everybody knows,” he reminded his friends, “that Satan does his best work in rural regions. You can recognize him very easily in his persona of Pan. He’s part man, part goat, and plays pipes.”
“Oh that guy!” cried out Rhoda. “Don’t worry about him. That’s my cousin Stanley and he’s quite harmless.”