The talking donkey, George.

There is a talking donkey that lives next to me named George, he is a very friendly donkey that likes to spend his Friday nights playing poker. Sometimes he makes a lot of donkey noises when I'm trying to sleep on the floor beside my bed, and I don't want to make him cry so I just yell "Good job George!" out of window. Whenever I'm playing piano before bedtime he likes to go close to my window and listen to me, and whenever I glare at him he seems to get frightened and scatter off into the distance. One day I caught George swimming in my birdbath singing I Want It That Way by the Backstreet Boys. I didn't know what to do, so I joined him and we had an amazing duet. After having such an amazing time we became good friends. (FYI, this is all Steven's story. I don't even know what George looks like.) And now I do.