Steven led the goatling around the yard on a leash this afternoon. The dog, "Bear", was jealous and kept running up, wanting to be petted!
"Wonder what would happen if I pulled this tail?"
"It wasn't me!" Quick, step away and look innocent...
Steven feeds him a flower. "Oooh, pretty flower! Don't mind if I do!" *chomp chomp*
"What in the heck is THAT?" Now guess which one is thinking that. (both)
"Nummy, I love a good after-dinner thistle!"
"Mmmm, oh yeah, and dead pine needles for dessert!"
(High-pitched voice, singing) "Tip-toe, through the clover..." (well, there aren't any tulips right now!)
Ah, the pink flamingo! I remember my drinking days, me and the flamingo at the bar, tossing them back, telling a tale or two and a lie here and there. Those were the days!"
"Does this couch make my tail look fat?"
"It wasn't me!" Quick, step away and look innocent...
Steven feeds him a flower. "Oooh, pretty flower! Don't mind if I do!" *chomp chomp*
"What in the heck is THAT?" Now guess which one is thinking that. (both)
"Nummy, I love a good after-dinner thistle!"
"Mmmm, oh yeah, and dead pine needles for dessert!"
(High-pitched voice, singing) "Tip-toe, through the clover..." (well, there aren't any tulips right now!)
Ah, the pink flamingo! I remember my drinking days, me and the flamingo at the bar, tossing them back, telling a tale or two and a lie here and there. Those were the days!"
"Does this couch make my tail look fat?"
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