Source: Deviant Art
With the rain off and the Ark berthed on Mount Ararat, Noah counted animals off: dogs, cats, snakes, lions, ocelots, meerkats...
No mammoths.
Noah panicked when two dead mammoths were discovered in their cabin five minutes later. Shot, then skinned – their coats had vanished. "Call the animal detectives!" he cried.
"Please to help?" a little man with a waxed moustache asked in a French accent. (It later transpired he was Belgian.) Quickly, he gathered the suspects on the bridge, solved the crime, extracted a confession. Probably hypnosis.
Turned out it was the sheep. "We were feeling chilly," they said... sheepishly.
No mammoths.
Noah panicked when two dead mammoths were discovered in their cabin five minutes later. Shot, then skinned – their coats had vanished. "Call the animal detectives!" he cried.
"Please to help?" a little man with a waxed moustache asked in a French accent. (It later transpired he was Belgian.) Quickly, he gathered the suspects on the bridge, solved the crime, extracted a confession. Probably hypnosis.
Turned out it was the sheep. "We were feeling chilly," they said... sheepishly.
