Snozzcumbers and whizpopping

The final treat of the holidays, a trip with granny and grumps to see the BFG and the chiddlers getting to eat their own bodyweight in scrumdiddlyumptious chocolate fountain afterwards.

And the lesson for the day is that most of the human beans around me are phizz-whizzing, whoopsy-splunking, wondercrumping types. Which makes up for other human beans being disgusterous, repulsant swinebugglers.

I wish a night of golden phizzwizards for all you lovely types, and nothing but trogglehumpers for all the rotten old rotraspers