Frito smiled diplomatically, but was suddenly stricken by a severe stomachache. His eyes began to roll and he felt very light-headed. Probably a touch of the banshee two-step, he thought as his ears started to ring like a dwarf's cash register. His tongue felt thick and his tail began to vibrate. Turning to Spam, he wished to ask him if he felt it, too. ¶ “Argle-bargle morble whoosh?” said Frito.