EPISODE 7 THE PARTY'S OVER (A CAUTIONARY TALE)
Cake consumed. Pals departed. Only me left contemplating my barkday.
Do I need a pair of Dame Edna sunnies like the cool dude's on my old noggin'? Does that wiry ever wears his own hat? You know. Important stuff like that. When who comes slinking along? Yeah. Otis Nosey Parker . . .
Sticking his pointy hooter snooter . . .
Where he really shouldn't oughta . . .
Geez.What a nincompoop. Always messing with my head . . .
Uh Oh. Think he's clocked it? Stared it in the face? Cos everybloggie knows.
Curiosity . . .
Killed the Cat!!! Ooo haaaa!!! Only 8 lives now kittie bro' . . .