A Diabolical Goose or Two
As Logged By: Agent West They hear honking in their sleep. This baby hasn't made a peep. How am I getting the blame For the feathered fiends' shouting game? Honking, honking all night long. As loud as a banging gong. There they go flying away. Now let's get someone to neigh. "HONK! HONK! HONK!" From the bed, Mommy flips over the edge and Daddy spirals down the side. "West! Stop that!" Mommy shouts. All the while, I'm in my crib with mouth hanging open and not a diabolical deed in sight. How can Mommy assume I honked? I'm not a goose. But, there are two standing right outside. "HONK! HONK! HONK!" Mommy tumbles onto the floor and Daddy goes airborne. "West, that's enough!" Mommy screeches, her facing scrunching as she punches her pillow back in place. "Have you taken away his toys?" Daddy groggily asks. "He doesn't have any...