The end.

The end.

Now go to bed." "Aw come on dad! Tell us another story. Tell us the one about the bear who had pink fur on his, on his, you know his

scruptum." "His what?" retorted Ted's dad. "His scruptum. Tigger told me his you know, its called a scruptum. Tell us about the bear with the pink scruptum." replied Ted seriously.

Splooge out of you…you hear me?!” But Tigger pretended he didn’t hear because he didn’t reply. He noiselessly turned off the phone, and thought, WTF is Ted’s Dad talking about?

Ted's dad was psychotic, Tigger decided. "I must rescue Ted!" thought Tigger, bouncing around the room. "That's just what I'll do-hoo-hoo!" So Tigger grabbed his Colt-45 &

leapt onto Eeyore. "Oh bother" moaned Eeyore and began to slowly plod forward. Tigger furiously tried to spur him on. "Whoo-hoo-hoo, giddeeup, we must rescue Ted from the clutches

of that Banshee woman." Eeyore noticed that when on his back, Tigger sounded like a German-Japenese American who grew up in Birmingham, Alabama. For once in his life, Eeyore bucked

a rider off his back. Tigger, who wasn't even holding the reins, was throw way clear of the 100 Yard Forest. Eeyore threw off his magic shackles and burned off his Eeyore flesh. He

was free at last, for one glorious instant. The blaze soon engulfed every inch of the woods, turning the sky itself hellish red. Somewhere, a faint "Oh, bother" could be heard.