WulfLite

"I've only got a pair of Wulflite." says Fred "That's the diet version"

"As long as it transforms us back." you respond.

You go to the frige to fetch the cans. As Fred no longer has opposible thumbs you open the two cans at once, one with your prehensile feet.

"We both have to concentrate hard on being human." you say as you pour the contents of one into a bowl. "Cheers!"

"To humanity!" toasts Fred and you both guzzle down the lager.

Written by AR

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