( wendy you are pissed off during the entire thing)
Hi everyone! We are going to be reading a story book to you guys. So get comfortable and open those ears!
**opens storybook and sits down**
Emily: AHEM, hem. ONCE... upon a time.... from far far away.... there was a beautiful castle!
Josie: With Princesses and Princes? (** very excited!***)
Wendy: **Rolls eyes** Uhh... guys You guys got the wrong story. There aren't any Princesses or Princes, but rather.... ( dramatic pause) a DEADLY meat eating PLANT!
Josie: Ew.
Emily: Oh! OH sorry, right! Sorry ahem let me start the story again...... From Far far away, in the jungles of South eastern Asia on the island of Borneo lived Monkey Cups. (flips the page)
Josie: Monkey cups?! You mean the monkey that goes OOO OOO AH AH?! ( does a monkey action) but it's a cup?
Wendy: ( face palms )
Emily: No, the Monkey Cups are also known as Tropical Pitchers.
Josie: A Pitcher? So it's a monkey with a baseball glove?
Wendy: Oh my GOD! NO! Its the deadly meat eater plant! The Nepenthes! For example the Nepenthes fusca.
Emily: Yes, so anyways in the jungle the Tropical Pitcher stretches it's vines across the ground and on to trees. Because the Tropical Pitcher was a lowland species meaning it lives below sea level on land. It doesn't not have the best view of it's surrounding.
Josie: Aw... that ... is SO SAD! Poor plant! I can tell this story is going to be SO touching!
Wendy: Can we quit it with the commenting, lets just continue on with the story. ( rolls eyes again looking irritated) Uhh... okay i am going to continue, so the Nepenthes Fusca or Tropical pitcher has luscious green leaves and a sac that is typically a deep forest green marked with brown. The sac is 20 cm high and 4 cm wide. It's narrow sac was simply so attractive that soon many forest critters joined its company.
Josie: Oh EWWWWW. Its so UGLY! I mean, yeah the plant don't have a good view. Its sad and all but EW what do those insects see in a plant that looks like an organic toilet?!
Wendy: ( getting pretty pissed off)
Emily: You see, Josie. Its because the Tropical Pitcher makes it own perfume and the aroma that it gives is smells fantastic.
Wendy: ( finally blows) THATS IT. JOSIE if you think that this scary plant is so “poor” why won't you read the next part of the story yourself! And see if you think it's so sad and touching anymore!
Josie: Jeez keep your pantyhose on. I'll read it if you hate reading so much. Ahem cough On one bright sunny day Tropical Pitcher got hungry. As the insects and mice played around the pitcher. It's hunger took over. The mouse that was near the top of the pitcher who was admiring it's nector all overthe pitchers leaves and lip, suddenly feel into the Pitcher's pitfall mouth! ...... OMG IT ATE THE CUTE MOUSE! OMG OMG!
Emily: Yes it ate the mouse. And to continue with the story..... There was an enzyme inside the pitfall that completely dissolved the mouse. All the proteins and nucleic acids of the mouse is broken down and digested by the Tropical Pitcher. “DEILIOUS!” thought the Monkey Cup.
Josie: THIS IS A HORROR STORY?! Why didnt anyone tell me this?!
Wendy: UGH YOU ARE THE HORROR STORY! THATS IT I AM LEAVING! I CAN'T DO STORY TIME WITH YOU! I CANT STAND YOU!
Josie: Well... okay! I'll go too!
(Wendy and Josie turns around so their backs faces each other )
Emily: Uhh... sorry we are having some.... technical.... no physical difficulties. We would not be able to finish the story today. .... How about we enjoy this video clip of the Monkey Cup instead?
