Ooh ~ an apple! ...
... Doh. Don't tell me you've never gone out in public with TP stuck to your pants!

Besides, only a sophisticated ham would know how to use toilet paper in the first place. A static-sponsored disgrace!

Oh, and now you've done it.

I am NOT
Oolong. A horticultural disgrace!

I DRINK your cucumber milkshake!!

I drink it up!!!

Mahter always says I look like a prairie dog. A mistaken-identity disgrace.

And now I plot my revenge.