The Fox and the Polar Bear
Day 185 - The Knights who say 'Beans'
Being St George's Day, and as technically speaking the Land of the Bed is an annex of England, Mr Fox and Mrs PB decided to commemorate the day by dressing up as the reptile slaying vagabond.
Donned in their finest armor, they wandered their green and pleasant land searching for their dragon...
Several hours into their quest, Sir Four Pints turned to Sir Fox-A-Lot and told him, in no uncertain terms, that if she didn't splat something soon she'd go 'medieval' on him. Fearing the probability of a dragon flapping in front of them before Mrs PB's rolling pin made contact with his skull was rather slim, Mr Fox began to consider how best to flee - this was no time for chivalry.
Luckily for Mr Fox, but less so for Mr Raccoon, a certain foaming and entirely bonkers stripy tailed trouble maker sprung out of the darkness yelling "Wibble Wobble". Mr Fox said afterwards that he's pretty sure Mrs PB's never moved so quick - not even when lured by her favorite food! The raccoon dealt with, the dashing noblemen, trotted off to dispose of some beans.
Day 185 - The Knights who say 'Beans'
Being St George's Day, and as technically speaking the Land of the Bed is an annex of England, Mr Fox and Mrs PB decided to commemorate the day by dressing up as the reptile slaying vagabond.
Donned in their finest armor, they wandered their green and pleasant land searching for their dragon...
Several hours into their quest, Sir Four Pints turned to Sir Fox-A-Lot and told him, in no uncertain terms, that if she didn't splat something soon she'd go 'medieval' on him. Fearing the probability of a dragon flapping in front of them before Mrs PB's rolling pin made contact with his skull was rather slim, Mr Fox began to consider how best to flee - this was no time for chivalry.
Luckily for Mr Fox, but less so for Mr Raccoon, a certain foaming and entirely bonkers stripy tailed trouble maker sprung out of the darkness yelling "Wibble Wobble". Mr Fox said afterwards that he's pretty sure Mrs PB's never moved so quick - not even when lured by her favorite food! The raccoon dealt with, the dashing noblemen, trotted off to dispose of some beans.