There is a lolly-face there and he tips whatever he has in his cup on me... I now smell like raspberry and apple... and foamy mess coconuts and flowers... and open fire... Poo is still my preference in odour right now...
Then when we are relaxing inside there is this almighty 'bang' and Heeelllloooooooo Stanley! He is fast and shiny and long and I want him, want him, want him, want him... next thing I know I'm in the bathroom. Stanley is dancing around the bathtub - I'm not a fan of bathtubs and Uncle Phil and Mum have me captured... then Stanley disappears in a flash over Mum's shoulder! I only wanted to say hello right up in his face and see if he wanted to be friends... I'm thinking he probably doesn't.
I finally get home after all of that excitement and I'm totally exhausted from life.....OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD! OMD!
Dad bought me a small car!
THANKS DAD! You're the best chuck out the rest!