"Oh my goodness! What a hellish sun up there!" exclaimed Babida as he sheltered under the cooling branches of the palm tree.
"Well, I am going to stay and wait here for some time until the temperature decreases to a bearable level." He then added.
The lumberjack sat on the grass, leaned against the palmea's trunk and rested, extremely tired since his sleep had been disturbed last night by the unpredicted attack of the walking tornado.
"Has anyone an idea of where Governor Babida is gone?" The young maiden Suzie quizzed the logger's henchmen Polo and Baba.
"Well, young Miss, I wished I knew. However, I am as ignorant as I believe, the youngster over here by my side is too. Isn't it comrade?" replied the senior aide-de-camp Polo as he lightly tapped the right shoulder of his younger collaborator Baba with his left hand.
"Yes My Commander, I don't know either. But I'm just guessing." The interim henchman Baba declared.
