Anybody who has been hanging around Weaselville for a while, knows by now that Pooh Bear likes to party. He does so while his primary caretaker, Monkey Weasel, is in school and then he acts as if he is an innocent, dreamy little bear when she comes home. Pooh is actually a pretty good bear until he starts hanging with the wrong crowd, i.e. me Tigger.
Yes, Pooh is rather fond of his whiskey. Let's face it, we are all a little fond of something that is not necessarily good for us, so I don't hold that against him until he starts throwing back shots of the high end private stock after he's already 1/2 in the bag.
Little party dude had been really looking forward to St Patrick's Day. This is the one day of the year that I allow him open access to the liquor cabinet and my blessing to have at it, but alas, he awoke that morning to find himself all stuffed up and although Pooh Bear's spirit was wanting, the poor little lush was under the weather and stayed in bed all day and missed out on the festivities.
To make it up to him, I told him that I would find a day to take him on a bender out for drinks once he was feeling better. Well, that day has come and true to my word.......
After he threw a few back, he quickly became the life of the party and made lots of new friends.
Before long it was definitely time to get some food into his tubby little cubby all stuffed with booze.
Everything was going really smooth. Pooh was having fun and not causing any trouble. That would end once you know who showed up.
Only a friend like Tigger would be able to talk his buddy into something like this:
I managed to put an end to this before Tigger actually hit the popcorn button and I figured that is was time to get Pooh home and back to bed.
Well there you have it, Pooh Bears field trip out of the woods.
It's Fatherhood Friday at Dad-Blogs, so dads (and moms) out there, the lesson of the day is that you are never to old to play with your kids toys and be sure to keep the liquor cabinet locked.
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