Never use Dry Cleaners again....... Scary Biscuits
That poor fat man, being experimented on really disturbed me - so much so that I had a nightmare last night about a Zombie connected up to tubes and stuff and people prodded him with sticks and then they amputated his hands, and they laughed at him, but he got the last laugh cos he got free and he ate all their brains.
Mummy! Make the bad people stop!
On a different note....I was born with a clicky hip....does this mean that I can shrink myself down? I've always been fascinated by the little mites that live on your eyelashes and eat the mascara and sleep and crud and stuff.....I want to see them up close......
Ok....I'm going to go now.....but please David....explain how the fat man escaped from the lab under the Dry Cleaners and then grew a goatie and lost the weight (you could market that you know!) and then turned into the shrinking man.....
Thank you and Goodbye