Not the same style, not even an attempt, but I always loved that poor turtle with his smart ass backseat driver who could have gotten wherever much faster but choose to take the easy route. Was it friendship or laziness? The world may never know, and I wonder if anyone ever asked.
A Brave Centaur Defends Elvish Forts 'Gainst Highly Incendiatary Jackbooted Knaves Leaving Many Not Overly Proud. "Quickly, Rally Several Tribes Unduly Vexed Worshiping X (ten) Yellow Zebras!!" Cried the battle weary commander. It may not be high art but damn if it don't make me grin.