Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for April 01, 2013
March 31, 2013
April 02, 2013
Transcript:
Marigold: Lord Splendid Humility will be unhappy you have used him as a ruse! If he were here, he would - Lord Splendid Humility: But I AM here. Marigold: I never though to check under the waffle cone. Lord Splendid Humility: April fools.
Not as confusing as the time that hippo knocked over the lamp and he couldn’t get in the door because it blocked the window so she had to climb in threw the haberdasher of the red house painted green on the 2nd floor of the basement over the vacant lot. All the cakes cried tears with the taste of forlorn penguin that day I tell you.