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Roaring River

Day 4 – night-time

Spent the day in Roaring River. I like the cars, they are nice and smelly and good growlers. And buses are best of all. They go FSSSHHH when they stop and the people line up and get inside them. It is funny, just like Dad eating sausages.

This morning I wanted to try being a sausage. So I got in a line behind a large woman at the bus stop. Then guess what, she hit me with her shopping just for wearing a fur coat. She said, “Take that for animal rights.” I said, “Stop, I am an animal!” She said, “What sort?”, so I told her and she ran off screaming, har har.

Her shopping was quite tasty except for some white powdery stuff in a box. It made your tongue go bubbly…

Yours spittily,