Day 139: I Feared It Gone

All day I feared the very worst. I was in shock and horror at the near takings of my filthy present. One lonely fly did try to sneak a munch on it, but before I could do a thing, it keeled over and died. It must have been near death an in a wishing crave for yummy tastings, but it failed so miserably. And there it was. My feud will forget it ever was and they will leave me mail once again. BigBird was about to receive my prize! Ohhh, I'm so happy! They took it, my present of horrible filth was plunged deep within their bag. Yes, can you believe, we must now be friends!

The Sick Gherkin Tricks The Knee.