"I got troubles too, ya know?! Like there I am floating out over the ocean for the third time this week, see, 'cause that fisherman I was tellin'ya about last week, well he's out there again drunk-as-a-turtle in his boat again. So there I am over the ocean, salt sprays making my beard curl, and I start in with my 'I'm the dragon of the Winds of Fate' routine to warn'em that his boats gonna sink and he'll drown if he goes out a fourth time without fixing his boat. And he looks up at me and he says 'iiieeeeeeea! It's a floating snake!' A floating snake!?! A floating snake he says! Well, at least that's better than last time when he was listening to those missionaries from Europe who told him some place called 'kell' was gonna freeze over supposedly when pigs flew - 'cause see that time he called me a flying pig! And I said 'look buddy! I'm out here over the ocean gettin'salt in my beard ta warn you you're gonna drown, and you insult me like that?!? I ain't fat pal! I told him! I am not fat! And I ain't a pig. But he's all full of saki'er whatever he's been drinking and he's just not listening. I mean, I'm starting to wonder why I even bother anymore. These fishermen today all act like they know it all, you know? But then see this guy really, I mean like just really kicks me in the teeth - he says I'm purple... so therefore I must not be REAL! I DON'T EXIST, he says, 'simple logic' he says and this thing called 'the new science' therefore proves I'm not real since I'm purple. And I'm like, WHAT?!? I've -always- been purple and nobody's ever had any trouble listening to my advice before!! So I finally just told him 'hey buddy, ya got a hole in yer boat and if you don't fix it, yer gonna DROWN! Stick that in your 'new science' and quit botherin'me with your troubles 'cause I got'em of my own. Purple... I'll give'em purple. What's wrong with purple? I'll tell ya, I got troubles too, ya know...