The Clap-otis is still being knitted. Will I never rid myself of the Clap?
Flat Stanley Gryffon is still being dragged all over, and the Pigs think I'm the meanest most boring Mom ever. Ok, dorks, I'm trading you in for a Flat version, because Flat Gryffon thinks I am the round best.
It's totally not my fault that the Pet Semetary has a huge fence around it and there's a lull in the zombie slaying because of the latest batch of cold weather. Yeah, go use your imaginations.