Can it be just any old gigantic monster?
The gigantic squid crawled through the streets of Manhattan, dragging a bored blonde beauty in one of its slimy tentacles."It just isn't the same," she said. "It's nothing personal, it's just me."
The gigantic squid stopped and clacked its beak.
"I don't have anything against squid in particular," said the woman. "I admire your radial symmetry and your color-shifting skills. But it's just that ever since I had that little fling with Kong, I just can't see myself with anything different than a gigantic simian."
She and the gigantic squid parted ways. They wrote for a while, then nothing.
Apparently not.
