Last week, these lollipops mysteriously appeared in the mail.
Cornelius had been dying to taste a caper-flavored lollipop ever since he read Dan Krall’s The Great Lollipop Caper.
Despite the warning, he was sure he’d never be appalling.
Well.
He removed the wrapper. The lollipop was strangely smooth and unsticky. No smell.
Lick.
Lick.
Lick lick.
Nope, not him. He was a good bear, a likeable bear — no lollipop in the whole wide world could ever change that.
Oh?
Without asking permission, he raided the cookie jar.
When he got thirsty, he took to the bottle.
Hiccup!
Then, I’m sorry to report, he began writing nasty words.
*covers eyes*
Lick lick lick lick lick lick lick lick.
He decided he would do every naughty thing the children did in the book!
And that wasn’t all.
My stars, you WILL NOT believe what he did next.
Desecrated the title of an otherwise tasty book. GASP!
Beyond appalling!
Antidote lollipop to the rescue!
Lick.
Lick.
Lick lick.
Phew!
Guess Dan’s story is true.
Read The Great Lollipop Caper with great caution.
DO NOT eat any caper-flavored lollipoopspops unless you have Antidote lollipops on hand.
Cornelius has learned his lesson. He’s back to being his well-behaved self.
Well, almost.
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Deadline for entries: Midnight (EDT) Friday, May 24, 2013.
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