Dude, Where's My Automobile

Not advertising that flippant flick. I just want to know where my blooming flivver is. It ruffles my feathers no end to find out, when exiting the embassy, that my buggy's whereabouts are a mystery. I must meet Sherry 'cause her right toe wants a sweet kiss. Did the camel tow my car? That blasted mammal! Sherry's dear foot can't wait! Please do not tell me the deer took my buggy! That son of a Witch would fine me with a very pricey mulct which isn't fine! Not another loathsome tax to put up with! Oh no, Lord, please! I beg thou hearken to my pleas! Now, let's come down to tin tacks. I need my bloody car! A choice bass cooked by Sherry awaits me. The crass specimen who's got my car is so base, and I'm so cross! The camel has a bass voice that creeps me out! I do not want to deal with him. I cannot even stomach two secs the sight of the deer. He's ugly too. II. On returning to his flat, mad as a goat, Ivo found on the door, the following note: Dear Ivo, I hereby inform you that your awfully and illegally parked streetcar has been impounded. Come pick it up at the City Hall and bring cash with you for there's a fine. 8 hundred clams. Much love, The Crane from Ukraine. Blimey! That heartless crane! I won't give her a buck! Now I know the ruffians weren't the camel and the buck. Well, let's be fair, it wouldn't be cricket to pass the buck. I didn't park properly. It's my fault. That's it. I will not buck at the fine. III. I got my car back for free. How? l told the crane; "I'm in a hurry to meet Sherry who needs me to canoodle her feet. I'll have tonight for dinner a bass fish with noodles." "If a foot massage like the ones I used to get in Ukraine. you give me, I will be happy to call off the mulct." said she. I pleased her feet very much. She loved it. Then we got some tea. IV. I'm on my way home to eat some bass, with my beloved and awesome lass. It's so nice to be able to dine without having paid that gruesome fine.