Butt Coconuts

A man with a humongous butt was injured by a coconut. He'd taken Max the cattle hound for a short walk across the ground. He passed the windy esplanade and sought the comfort of some shade which was, together with a breeze available beneath the trees. The dog, conditioned by genetics and hardly fond of pure aesthetics, would lift his leg and spray a mist onto each tree, thus it be kissed and grow through fertiliser bigger (here, nitrogen would be the trigger) . One tree, a stately specimen liked neither dogs nor gentlemen, it stood there, seemingly contented but in its brain it was demented, so, in a fraction of a second it thought, considered and then reckoned that timing was the real key, the dog paid dearly for his pee. The man as well, and here's the story, the tree made hound and human sorry, by shaking due to agitation, which was enabled by dilation of pulmonary arteries, and squeezing of the tree's own knees, releasing pure adrenalin and setting up the tree to win. Some eighteen coconuts were hanging and in the wind, were gently banging until the shaking cut them loose, and, heavy weights due to their juice, they crashed high speed onto the mutt and knocked the human on his butt. The moral is trees are majestic that goes for foreign and domestic. But now and then, they stand their ground, dropp coconuts on man and hound.