“It’s the Happy Fun Toy!”
Victoria was very excited by it. She pressed a button and the HFT sang its special song. It danced a jittery dance, too. She was so captivated by th HFT that all her troubles seemed to melt away.
She said she borrowed(see stole) it from a nephew of hers. She was ashamed yet seemed to be dealing with her larceny quite well. It was another night at Philby’s . The Guinness flowed like rain and Mike shared the stage with the HFT. Just another Tuesday night in Huntsvillle.
We all need Happy Fun Toys in our lives, I think. It’s time for me to run off for a couple days. May that jolly fat man sneak into your house and place many fine things under your indoor shrubbery.
