Oryphon Obdormition

Today I thought I heard a scroop. Turning to look, I bumped into a snorkel box, then slipped on a pile of spraints. I landed smack on my ophyron, twisting my left minimus and badly cutting my right purlicue. Phosphenes and hemidemisemiquavers filled my brain as jarns, nittles, grawlix and quimp flew out of my mouth.

Um...why are you looking at me like that?