7. And Binky Blowbottom’s Big Fat Belly, was Filled on Christmas Day
In which Binky considers himself something of a winner
When he has himself a very mighty Christmas Dinner.
It was 5.30am, and Lemington Soot was awoken by the sensation of a cat pawing at his face. Which was out of the ordinary, as Binky Blowbottom customarily greeted him in this manner at an even unholier hour ‘pon Christmas morn, invariably to complain about the dismal contents of his Super Special Binky Stocking.
‘Good morning, Binky,’ yawned Lemington sleepily.
‘Save the platitudes,’ came the curmudgeonly response.
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