Gallito Mescalito ¡¡Shriieek!!
Everbuddy YAY!!!!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank However, we have no idea where we are.
Miss Egyptian Hippo of Love I think I smell berries; strawberries, raspberries, and even blackberries! ¡El Penguino! That sure narrows it down - NOT!
Red Mr. Peanut Bank It's quite cold, too. I don't think we're in Panamá anymore.
Gallito Mescalito ¡¡Shriieek!!
Off-camera narrarator Yes, where on earth ARE they? Will we ever find out? It all depends upon whether Padre can roust himself to bring us further adventures of our plucky little gang.
5 comments:
It's a good thing they can't smell Garden City or Original Joe's...all would be lost and we'd never see our little pals again...I'm going on point as I type...North West!
So glad to see the gang back...even in their disoriented state! Perhaps you need to take them to one of your two Vestry meetings to bring them up to date! :-)
Hi, Gang! So good to see you again.
C'mon now, roust yourself, Padre.
Mas adventures, por favor!
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