Quietly browsing blip

There I was contentedly browsing blip, dropping a comment here and there, scattering stars and splashing out with a heart or two, with my leg stretched across Mr Perkins’ vacant throne cushion, when the king himself came in. I moved my leg out the way and he jumped up onto his cushion, then attacked my toes. When my toes were finally safe, he gave me the look you may find in the extras. Eep