Fifteen
08
August
Awake. Muttering to himself, looking at his hands.
So earlier this week I may have offended someone.
It looks at though our favourite friend, the poo, who we shall now refer to as Mr P, caught wind (pun absolutely intended) of my harsh review of his antics. Clearly upset with his tainted reputation, today it was game on.
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