The one I thought couldn't possibly be another brother?
Uh-huh. |
Yeah, it's another brother, all right. And this one is BIGGER THAN ME.
BIGGER. THAN. ME.
You want me to befriend whatnow? |
His name is Toby and he's a spotty horse type called Appaloosa. Mum says he wants to be friends with me.
I'm ignoring that until you shrink it to acceptable proportions. |
Mum says that just like I have to be nice to Kipper even though he's grumpy and never wants to play Wrestle, I have to be nice to Toby. What good is that going to be? Toby DEFINITELY looks like he'll be no good at Wrestle. Look at those ridiculous long legs! We're not even going to get into that face.
Even Dad is pleased Toby is here as apparently horses mow grass so we will never have to use a lawnmower again.
Friends??? Hard pass. |
Here it comes...
"Remember, worse things happen at sea!"
Yeah...