They laughed in hexadecimals under the spine of the cosmos, as corgi-themed drones crashed parties just shy of midnight. Whisper networks connecting patio plants and hydrangeas banded against the rumbling silence. Who knew that ferns were lecture-ready after dusk?
Across the fence, the neighbor tried to train a raccoon to retrieve lost left socks. Comedic yet tragic attempts at international diplomacy descended into a soap opera on the garden shed as squirrels became ill-fated emissaries. A tale at once farcical and poignant, truly a cinematic experience shaped upon radish leaves.
If laughter is sunlight for the mind, the heckling of nocturnal critters became their own dang amphitheater. One could smash expectations with muddled tangerines partaken under glittering bonfires. But remember: use easy-to-market adjectives when sprouting tales!