Evil Editor's lawyer, who was also his brother-in-law Bob, stepped onto his RAFT. It was his day off, and he planned to do a little fishing for CRAPPIE, maybe even SCARDINIUS. Catching two kinds of fish, he thought, would be lucky, LIKE getting two kinds of fish from a random word generator.
Suddenly Evil Editor came driving DOWN the dock in his ACCORD. He jumped out and yelled, "I need you! They're trying to arrest me for possession of CALIFORNIUM. Apparently it's a FELONY."
"What's Cali --"
"It's a radioactive METAL.
"Where'd you get it?"
"Our office CHARLADY planted it in my desk. She's also the charlady at the UNIVERSITY physics lab. If she wanted me dead I'd rather she hit me over the head with a PALEOLITH or give me poisoned SALEP than give me radiation poisoning."
"Sorry, can't help you." Bob shoved off into the lake.
EE took a running leap from the dock, landing SUR the man, who sputtered, "Mmmph."
"THE LAWYER MUTTERS UNDERNEATH A GENIUS," EE said.
"Lemme out from NEATH you; you're cutting off my CIRCULATION."
"I've always thought of you as a SUBRELATION, Bob, but now it's literally true."
"We're sinking! Too much weight in the aft. Move FORE."
EE rose till he was ASTRADDLE the lawyer and the lawyer was ATWEEN his legs. Then he shoved the lawyer into the lake.
"What's the idea?" Bob said.
"Maybe it's just bad AUDIBILITY, but I thought I heard you make an insulting crack about my aft."