Puf laughed, a process bewildering to watch. "Naw, see, whut happened was, Freddy made the castle explode, and Witchiepoo's clothes flew off too. That was funny. An' then we had a concert. But this castle don't explode none, an' mostly folks keep their clothes on." Puf began to look dangerously meditative. "I bet, though, if we could get a loud enough whistle..."