Gramiewhamie,
please tell Squeaky your breakfast order. I will rustle up something special for you, will avoid any veggies for you - and will give my socks into Ducky's collection, as you do not like meals which look green and smell of stinking socks.
Later I'd like a haircut by you. My parting is in the middle, so four hairs go to the left, and the remaining three to the right. The other hairs have left me
. Despite my chef's hat some of them found their way into the soup kettle, which brought me a lot of trouble in my former employments. already.
