the evil duck on a stick
the mysterious stuff wrapped in blankies wuz not the only thing that comed out of the giant box... this duck on a stick comed out of the box too!
i do not like that duck-on-stick.
i do not like him, not one bit!
he's skar-i-er than a ghost-mouse:
he chased me out of my own house!
i finally skared that duck away and me and my randy went to the movie store to get movies for the magic box. my peepol ate sum yummy stuff wif sour cream and i got to lick the spoon. mmmm. then we all stayed up way past dog bed time watching the magic box. all that hard work protecting my peepol must haf made me reelly tired cuz i didnt last thru the end of the movies.