the pyjama’d adventures of dense daniel

oh mother, mother. Oh do please read again the bit where the sick old woman dies in poverty!

no daniel i have too much to do today. i must clean the kitchen, amuse yourself in the front room.

mother! it is freezing in here and there is no firewood. please come and light the fire. my nose runs so.

i am busy daniel! move around to keep yourself warm or get out of your pyjamas! your mother is busy you know.

ooh mother i feel myself turning to ice. krik krak. i am an iceman. krik krak! krik krak!

ooh mother. brr. brrr. brrrrrrr. brrrrrrrrrrrrr. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. mother can you hear me? im cold.

ooh mother i cant feel m…

>DANIEL! SHUTUP< find something to burn in place of the firewood! use your head! remind me to speak to your father to get more firewood.

daniel! what is that smell?

 

Cat

 

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7 Responses to the pyjama’d adventures of dense daniel

  1. Yeah… what IS that smell???

  2. Good thing he didn't burn his pyjamas…

  3. Jamie says:

    I'm surprised DeWitte hasn't burned his black cat up yet, Lord knows he's burned up everything else.

  4. navelgazer says:

    giblets, naturellement.

  5. cat giblet. do cats have giblets?
    my giblets ache.
    giblets giblets giblets.

  6. My mother called me "Her Little Giblet" when I was a very youngster. I was also called Kumquat… because I am all sweet on the outside, but on the inside I am a bitter little pill.

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