The Fake Ferret Fur

You'll be okay, Des. It only looks like a surface wound. Besides, scars are foxy enough to entice even your wife back. Giselle was writhing on a rug of the fakest ferret fur. Her dastardly accomplice dragged his half-rotten lower leg into the room. Though hidden by a loosely fitting, multicolored robe. So wait, do we know anyone with a gummy leg? No. I'm not following that.