Hah! Those guys don’t know how to play with this thing at all. All they do is smack it around with those big flyswatters, back and forth and back and forth. I wonder why they chased me around after I took it away from them for their own good?
Now me, I know how to have fun. You got to chew on it some, roll it in the mud, hide it under Poppa’s pillow, and my favorite, marathon mouth it. Heck, I can hold this thing in my teeth for days!
