a bit of madness is key | miss chanandler bong | those cunning folks use any means 84. Angry Pygmy Puff-poop
Alex was just strumming on his guitar absently, not really playing a melody. All of a sudden his little sister zoomed into the room and attacked him with a huge hug. “Mummy is angry.” She wailed and buried her face in her brother’s chest. “Why is that, miss?”
The curly haired girl looked up at him with big brown eyes. “I forgot the Pygmy’s in the kitchen. Now there’s poop everywhere!” she gasped.
Alex laughed and shook his head. “This is one thing I won’t help you with, sis.” He grinned.
Two minutes later he was cleaning up Pygmy Puff-poop.
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