
Treat crimez!
Frens! I, Bob, Void Magnificent, come to you with a tale of great crimez!
It was treat time and Pawther got the Temptations bocks out and shook it. He had taken the lid off and we all came rushing it. Me and Tater Tot, little Tortie Love Potat didn't see where we were going and smacked into Pawther's legs very hard. Pawther became unbala...unbalance...tipsy and all these delicious treatos came tumbling out as he tried to regain his balance...it's a feast!