"And as you can see" she continued "in any

"And as you can see" she continued "in any right triangle, the area of the square whose side is the hypotenuse..." Mmm hmmm. I nodded. Breasts. Big luscious juggy breasts. Ta Tas.

"For now," Tigger whispered. "What do you mean?" I asked. He said, "Her breasts are voluptuous now, but in a few years, they'll sag like ol' Eyeore's balls." I barfed in my mouth

and swallowed as i'd been taught. It was the english way. Pooh piped in. "What about her honey pot? Won't it still be sticky?"

But Tigger chuckled. "Honey pots are meant to be sticky." Tigger winked at Piglet. Piglet was absolutely sick of Tigger's unwanted advances. He'd mad a pit with bungee sticks

. Christopher Robin came back from college to the 100 acres woods. It was now only 5 acres with the rest paved in with project housing. Pooh was now tracked with a radio collar.

Eeyore decided to run for the Democratic Presidential Nomination, obtaining half the votes in the now 5 acre woods. Christopher Robin went back to his home, however there

was a drunk lady on CR's doorstep, asking for change. "If I could spit nickels for each of those characters, I'd have a fist full of nickels." What could he tell Candidate Eeyore?

protecting his own assets, namely, his tail. When Eeyore was sworn in, he issued a command to the Secret Service to "take care of" Robin and his trollops...whatever was required.

Eeyore was a double agent and one cold night just disappeared. Years later top secret files revealed it was Piglet that had disposed of Eeyore.