Monday, April 12, 2010

Geronimo Stilton The Christmas Toy Factory by Stilton

I like the paragraph

Cheese niblets, here it comes,
I thought. Grandfather's going
to pull out my whiskers now
that he's caught me sleeping
on the job. But instead of
squeaking about my sleeping
on the job, Grandfather William
began squeaking about something
else.

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