Friday, September 17, 2010

Dear Rodney Hide,

I've got home now, but it hasn't made any difference. I can't rest. I'm disturbed, I keep thinking that you've been trying to whack it up me to save your own skin. Not only that, but save McVicar's tannery old bum as well.

Besides all this, I'm suspicious about these pills you've said I should take because on the label it says 'Swallow until Dead.' I don't know what to think Rodney, I trusted you after mummy died and you took over my teddy bear. But now people are saying things. They don't understand my pranks Rodney even though you said they would.

your bestess ever friend,

yours sincerely, from your own special..

Davy

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