Squirrel fell off roof. He got up and ran away. Bipolar squirrel.

Dancing in the street, the suicidal squirrel. Why do you tempt fate? All summer I see roadkill with tails still moving. Cars are worse than cats. I like Chip ‘n Dale. You are not bushy tailed rats. Please stay in the trees.

First bug bites this year. I scratched them until they bled. Same thing every year.

Where are Evan’s shoes? His funny little red crocs That he loved so much. He wore them to bed. They were always on his feet. Now his feet are bare. Big sister found them. Evan is happy again. He needs a spare pair.

Lonely solo sneeze You should be half of a pair Greedy triple sneeze