Mom: Hey Sally, the yellow villain was right there and has left a package, that is personally
addressed to you. Will you have it?
Bring it on, it is mine. That sent me Filou and Alec, because I am suffering here. Hah. My friends just take care of me.
Gently nibbling the edge, just damaging anything.
You must excuse the drool, but that's what happens when you have no thumbs, and it also smells delicious from inside the box.
I can read what's inside.
Poh, homemade biscuits, my favorites. And a draggame. Ingenious.
Suitable for indoor and ......
......... outdoor fun.
Oh, thank you dear ones sniff, I'm totally gone. I told mom that the stains in the chocolate belong to me. Because you have to share. What can I do if they do not like the biscuits . 
