Casper

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Wednesday, 16 May 2012

Weirder and Weirder

You know we were talking about those funny things the two legs say, well how about this. The other night I was feeling particularly playful and I arranged the furniture so that I could manage to run in from the kitchen, leap onto the settee bounce of onto the coffee table and slide along that on the silly runner thing she puts out. Then I could land on the squidgy pouffee and leap onto the playstation (my one not the one that they play with all those people on the TV box with) and climb the curtains to the top rail. I knock the end holder off and make it hit the radiator with a crash.

I was having several goes to make sure I had got everything just right before I called Max and Sebastian in to witness my attempt at a Guinness World Record. I had just had my third go and was recovering from an unfortunate over-zealous slide off the mat where I crashed into the video recorder and accidentally set a recording of Me and My Dog in motion.

"You're full of beans tonight Casper aren't you!" cried out two legs. Never mind how are you? never mind did that hurt? Never mind would you like some tuna and cream to get you over the shock? No just you're full of beans!

I thought how silly. If I was full of beans or anything else for that matter would I be running about jumping and setting new world records. If I was full of beans I would be asleep in my bed dreaming lovely dreams of tuna ice cream. Besides how can you actually be full of beans. I mean beans are small so you must always have room for another one however full you think you are.

Has anyone ever tried it. I mean eating beans until there was no room for not even one tiny little bean? I don't think so and as for me I never eat beans anyway - they always give me a bit of wind so I steer clear of them. That made the remark even sillier. I was going to take him to task on it but I noticed he had switched over channels on his TV box and was watching some little two legs running about playing that football game again. I know better than to interrupt him with an intellectual discussion when he is watching them.

I shall just have to remember to tell Max about the silliness.

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