Because I am too busy poking my perfectly normal-sized poo down my toilet’s too-small poo hole with my white linen reed diffuser sticks, I’ve decided to hand this post over to Toots, who has a story to tell.
It’s called “Witch Boo!”
(And it starts in the middle, right where the action is…)
…So the witch took Rapunzel’s hair off because the ladder didn’t work.
And the witch put Rapunzel in the forest with only water and bread crumbs.
Then she put her in a worse place.
And when Rapunzel woke up, the tigers ate her. But she got out of their stomachs magically.
Rapunzel married the prince and they lived happily ever after.
And then the witch got them again and tied them both up.
Feel free to not comment today.
And good luck getting that poo image out of your brain.
p.s. Sometimes I use plastic cutlery.