No, not that kind of blow up. Foo met several gigantic air-filled cats at the cookoff, and they wanted to be "friends." Still Foo didn't quite trust this one. It looked a little fierce and wanted Foo to come into its arms.
This happy guy, however, was more friendly. He let Foo sit on his shoulder and kept on smiling. But he did constantly tell Foo he vanted to suck his blood..
This happy guy, however, was more friendly. He let Foo sit on his shoulder and kept on smiling. But he did constantly tell Foo he vanted to suck his blood..
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