I really did want to make an omelet, but how can I complain when that little ghost is so cheery?
The only problem is they're never within reach when they turn blue.
And here you thought it was the wind making the swings move!
Finally someone understands that Pinky is made of glass and to be treated gently.
I break so many lights forgetting that I'm not in a video game.
I won't scare you, I promise!
I bet he'll scare away the bad dreams!