WAKE UP! No, I didn’t make any suggestions about you acting like a chicken laying an egg while you were dozing off there. However, if you choose to behave like that then good luck to you. Weirdo.
(New and unproved)
How would you pluck the moon from the sky? Answers on a postcard, please. (Please – I need to write the next bit and I’m desperate for ideas!!!) Only kidding!!! I got stacks of this tomfoolery all lined up and ready to go!!! Hee hee hee … hee… herh…
(How do you sellotape a ballpoint pen onto a dog’s paw?
I don’t recommend you do this – your dog will probably end up being a better artist or writer than you and every time the two of you are together you’ll suffer terrible feelings of inadequacy and before you know it you’re eating Winalot and he’s in the bed with your wife.
Just me then?)
Berluddy hell! That made me spill my tea! Tch! And a fat peacock has run off with my Tunnocks tea cake…
How many years would you wait to marry your dream princess?
Let that be a lesson to you – never be cheeky to a king, or even just a bit impatient. And if your father is a king – well done, you! Have a moon-inspired gift.
More when my medication wears off!
He’s good at maths, isn’t he.
Feels like the end of a chapter, doesn’t it? Don’t worry – I found a few more pages of this saga up my jumper sleeve. So, for the further adventures of Princess Grumpyface and her doting parents and the unfortunate souls who come into contact with them, tune in again next week. Unless, of course, you’ve got something better to do…