"What a filthy mess, Roger come quick!" yelled Brian's Mother as she viewed the livingroom.
Roger dropped the groceries into the sofa and stood looking around the room. Both looked toward the kitchen as a coarse rugged bray echoed the house.
Mable and Roger both stepped quickly toward the kitchen only to be met by a young colt Donkey.
"I'm going to wip the heck out of Brian for this stupid mess!" grumbled Roger.
Mable now in tears looked at the messy livingroom strewn with clothes and her favorite plants nibbled down to nubs. As Roger took command of his household he led the colt Donkey out to the barn. His dear Wife went about picking up the leftover clothes and working her way toward the bedrooms she wondered what was to be found there?
Meanwhile Roger was in for another surprise. As he dragged the stubborn Donkey into the barn he heard the cries of yet another such beast. Elroy was pushed into a box stall normally kept for very expectant mares as Roger walked to the rear of his barn for a look.
There looking up at him was Brian, not that Roger could even tell it was his Son. Since he'd drank the blue liquid Brian had stayed awake not letting his mind shut down like Elroy. Instead his thought patterns were still set on his own agenda with plans to enjoy being a stud.
"What the heck was Brian doing with two male Donkeys? Damn, I bet he'd been watching too much late night television and was getting some of those queer ideas!" grumped Roger as he turned around and walked sternly back to the house.
As he entered the kitchen's doorway his Wife stood there with Brian's note to Elroy and a wad of semen soaked clothing.
"Orgy, he must have had some wild and wierd orgy while we were gone today! Here look at this note to Elroy about some stud Donkey he told him to put out to stud. Look here he told him to put the money on our mortgage, then if any left he was to keep it for himself! Roger, what's going on around here?" asked Mable.
Roger stood looking at his wife as she could easily see his building rage. "You know what I found out in the barn, another male Donkey, two Donkies' and now that note! NO, no it can't be true!" said Roger as he plopped into a kitchen chair his head cradled by human hands.
"What, say it, tell me what's going on here!" yelled Mable wondering if her husband had a clue?
Lifting his head up Roger said, "Pleasure Island Amusement Park!"
"Yea, so what?' asked Mable quickly.
"Damn it dear the place has a history of strange happenings which even the police have had to check out. Missing persons happen regular and offten with wierd tales of people changed to..... well Brian went there last weekend with three boys from school." announced Roger.
"I thought he was going to some slumber party, you told me that... Roger! You let our Son walk into that hell hole of a Park and never once asked me what I thought about...Roger!" arged Mable now steaming mad.
Mable turned around and half in tears went into the livingroom. Roger sat for a few minutes before getting up and seeing the pitcher of royal blue liquid he picked it up and put the stuff into their fridge. A half turn with one passing thought to comfort his angered wife, then he turned again and walked outside needing to think this all over.