Eeeeee, Bungle! Bungle who does not love Bucky and Bustopher! And crackplots! Eeeee!
...GACK.
The Tin Woodsman gallantly took them all out walking, while Scraps danced out rhymes and the Scarecrow gazed at her and admired them wisely. The Scarecrow's wisdom had always amazed the Tin Woodsman.
When they found themselves stopped in front of a stream, for water agreed with none of them, he turned to his friend for help.
"Why, we shall sit here," said the Scarecrow. "Obviously we are meant to go no further."
"If where you are means what you should do, then when you are could mean that, too," Scraps cried.
"What should we do?" the Tin Woodsman enquired politely.
In a flurry of coloured cloths and calico, Scraps pounced them both.
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Date: 2006-03-29 12:28 am (UTC)...GACK.
The Tin Woodsman gallantly took them all out walking, while Scraps danced out rhymes and the Scarecrow gazed at her and admired them wisely. The Scarecrow's wisdom had always amazed the Tin Woodsman.
When they found themselves stopped in front of a stream, for water agreed with none of them, he turned to his friend for help.
"Why, we shall sit here," said the Scarecrow. "Obviously we are meant to go no further."
"If where you are means what you should do, then when you are could mean that, too," Scraps cried.
"What should we do?" the Tin Woodsman enquired politely.
In a flurry of coloured cloths and calico, Scraps pounced them both.