very funny for that matter but i don’t think we should laugh at all

and on we went walking. on the trail less travelled. around corners where others never would think to take a snoop around. they walked, now view view from top. the three walking. heading towards another corner.
if anyone wants o take a leak, said sponge, it would be a chance now.
i took a leek from a garden back there but it was rather raw, said block of wood.
if you think british is about funny puns, said sponge, it is not. it is about puns, that’s it — (he gave the final ‘t’ a really sharp finish to make a point).

think about song

you might want to think about,

think about think about
did you did you did you
think about
think think think think think
think about

said sponge, and please don’t burst out in a song again…
i’d know a good one though, said breadroll, brekst told me, it has some verve.
so i believe, said sponge, anyway, not to worry. we missed the chance for a great dialog, something centennial; we should think about it.

whatever you do or think or say

whatever you say or do or think of doing or saying, do it or say it or think of doing or saying it with great care and in an educated manner as a phone is no toy.
did we agree on doing something with phones, said breadroll.
on phones, said sponge. we maybe using them so we do something with them on them.
was that agreed, said block of wood.
exactly: subject to further discussions.

what the unknown man is likely to think

soccer, said herr brekst, sucker. smørrebrøb err –brød. that’s what every other lad wants.
we were so very delighted to see herr brekst safe and sound albeit somewhat clinically depressed that we did not challenge him on his latest statement. what did he come for anyway?

thinking out of the box

is it delivered?
the whole box?
all our ideas, views and rare jokes in it?
think so.
great. where’s block of wood?
still there. he thought a blokk stint would scare them.
gfreat, said sponge, so tomorrow we shall be pleased to hear him say ‘i only threatened them for the sake of it, no bad intentions, no hard feelings’.

if you think that was witty think again

bloob. blobb. blobb. bloob. porridge. rigidly porridge. that’s all we have these days, said sponge.
not true, said breadroll, we have jam, butter, cheese, sausages, eggs, chocolate.
but no porridge, said block of wood.
no porridge, said breadroll.
and toast, said block of wood.
how could i forget toast, said breadroll, tell me how could i?

suppose and think tea

so, said breadroll, what are we going to do now?
well, said sponge. i suppose, he said.
that’ll be a while, said breadroll.
i think so, said block of wood.
they had tea and scones.

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