The African Talking Snail

The soap impression of his Wife, which he ate, and then donated to the National Trust.

Blah. I watched as the Gold Limousine came to an expensive stop. Out of it came an Asian and told me to "Fluck off". I was angry and pinched his ostrich. He then chased me into the back of an elephant whereupon I consumed the ostrich and the elephant refused. By this time the bunny was fed up, and he threw his hands up into the air; and caught them on the way down. Pot Plants.
I am the walrus. Hear me RAW! (or if you are stupid or just foreign: hear me ROAR!). So I was fantasising about big naked cheeses, sometimes I think about brie but usually I think about the harder stuff, such as chedder and blue-vein etc... PotPlants.
I am the eggman. Don't push me, I'll break, just like Humpty Dumpty. But why were the Kings Horses having a go at putting him back together? Do they have really flexible hooves that make nice tasting glue. Pot Plants.
Coo coo Ca Chu. As you can tell I am a beatle. I go scurrying in and out of places such as; nooks and crannies. I went to the barbar the other day and asked for the sock eating cut. But again the elephant refused. Pot Plants

By the way #name deleted# never goes to school. #comment deleted#!
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Untill next time lets look thru the square window...
ohh.......
TAKE IT OFF!!!!