There it goes! I kept it around longer than I really wanted to, but I was running short on squeaky toys so what could I do? It was dirty, stinky, and yucky – even more than I want to put up with – but I kept it. I made it last. I even stashed it for awhile so I didn’t have to think about it. Because it just didn’t have that zip anymore. That bright, shiny, sunshine cheer that I loved to squeeze until the squeaks came out.
But guess what sunshine? I don’t need you anymore. I’ve got more toys with squeakers now, and you know what? I’m going to reach right inside of you and yank your little squeaker right out. I’ve wanted to do this for a long time and now I’m good and ready. You won’t even have time to think about the pain, ‘cause here I go.
Riiiiiiiiip! Out comes your stuffing.
Let’s see how clean I can make this surgery. I’ll even let you keep most of your stuffing. But I’m gonna get it. I’m gonna get what I want. The center of you – that thing that keeps you alive – makes you squeak when I squeeze.
Got it now. All mine! Oh, and I lied about keeping most of your stuffing inside.
Okay person, do what you’ve gotta do.
On to my next squeaky toy.






















































