Adding Another Ingredient to the Already Over-Populated Pond of Insanity

Moments later, we discover why the childish drawings of elephants and large-headed people are all over the map, as we are attacked and taken prisoner by large-headed people riding elephants.

And here I thought they were drawn on because six-year old kids liked to draw elephants and large-headed people.

Soon afterwards, Trixie, Melvin, and I are tied to a giant lollipop stick in the middle of a magical candy-coated village. The village chief (who from the look of his candy-belly and numerous cavities has been chowing down on one-too many letterboxes and chocolate-dogs) approaches us, and threatens us with the most devious threat he can manage:

"Give up on your quest to reclaim this kingdom now, or we'll feed you boiled brussel-sprouts, make you listen to the Swedish Polka Championships on radio, and send you to bed without dessert!"

I gasp in shock, unable to imagine a worser fate (except maybe being deprived forever-more from reading Mills and Boone novels), and wonder whether I should give up.
Trixie on the other hand mustn't like desserts.

"Never!" she cries heroically.
Melvin also cries, but not as heroically.

"Oh ho?" the chief asks, "Then you can be the first to experience the fury of... the CANDY KING ©".
He flicks his sticky candy-coated fingers, and three large-headed minions detatch Trixie and drag her away.
"Now," the chief says, smiling in a particularly non-un-life-threatening way, "Anyone else want to join her?"

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