once upon a woodsie ambsle

Here's a story for you.
Once upon a time there was a girl whose Daddy liked jungles and exploring. So he got a job doing just that. He and his daughter were as tight as jews and liked to eat ice cream cones together, so they had a bond like no one you've ever known. One day, however, the dad left on an exploration and didn't come back, so his daughter, being as spunky and courageous as she was, hired a guide to help her find her father. Now, the guide was strong, handsome and champion of his rugby team, but he didn't much like the girl and the girl didn't much like him. She found him stuck up and insensitive (mainly because he didn't let her change her shoes as many times as she thought necessary) and he found her sissy and ridiculous (because he cooked fried python and she didn't cotton to it, saying she'd much prefer a cold chicken salad from home).
As you may imagine, throughout the journey there were a few more cutting remarks than necessary, a few hot tears that dropped from a certain lass' cheek and a few more cold glares than civil people would have understood.
But one day the guide, being as strong as he was, kept a giant tree from crushing the daughter, and after that she never could hold a grudge against him for quite as long and before they knew it, they were both examining lizards, catching pet monkeys and discussing all manner odd subjects. In the end, there were not so many cold glares, complaints or cutting remarks and there was a great deal more laughter and fried python. This made traveling much easier and when her was father recovered, the journey over, and all were back home safely, the father and daughter invited the guide to the house and long into the evenings they all swung from jungle swings in the Father's study and carved bamboo pipes. And when they played together such music was never heard before then or since then to this day, THE END.