Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin...
Once upon a time there was a brave knight, Sir Anth, and aboard his steed he was making his majestic way to Castle Workalot. On this particular morning, however, Sir Anth encountered a smoke-billowing black dragon, a Taxi Dragon from the lands of Moronia. Fortunately for brave (brave) Sir Anth the dragon had already swallowed an occupant, and the dragon's keeper, a slightly overweight man with receding hair, was taking the dragon to some far off place to devour the occupant completely. This meant that as Sir Anth crossed the dreaded 'Cobbles of Regal Distance', which had been placed to test the surefootedness of anyone wishing to travel through the Kingdom of Embra in order to prove their resolve, the dragon passed close to Sir Anth, very close.
The dragon roared off leaving Sir Anth to shake his head in wonderment at how large the brain of a dragon must be. Dragons, however, have a natural aversion to red light (something discovered by the philosopher Codus Highwaticus) and Sir Anth found the dragon further on, behind two other dragons. Everyone knows that knights take priority over dragons and therefore Sir Anth headed the triumvirate waiting at the red light, having glanced at the Taxi Dragon as he passed.
It would seem that Taxi Dragons have managed to develop an immunity to the colour red, however, as further on, with Sir Anth now heading over the horizon, it roared with a gutteral diesire, managing to break free of the constraints of the red light that had held it captive. And they are fleet, Taxi Dragons, for it drew alongside, the dragon keeper bellowing, "What is you problem this time mate?" Sir Anth was unaware of having met the keeper before so simply smiled and said nothing.
Once more the dragon, weaving amongst many other dragons now in place, drew alongside, with incoherent shouts from the keeper finishing with a barely audible, "And you look comical". Sir Anth maintained his dignified silence, and merely raised a hand in defiance, forming the rough shape of a mouth to complete the universally accepted sign language for "you're rabbiting on".
Sir Anth arrived at Castle Workalot, the dragon continuing on its way to devour the occupant who had been in the back of the dragon the whole time.