Flight of the Silly Goose
It was a day of anxious waiting, waiting and more waiting. Because it’s the day the silly goose will fly south, doing his bi-annual migration from the land of stir-fries to the land of french-fries. This is a land where hotdogs come as easily as you can say “cheese”, and quite literally too. But most importantly, that’s where the silly goose’s princess is. Waiting at her 101 to be rescued from the evil clutches of “Doc Mel”. Preparations were already on the way at 101, as the princess binds and ties the balloons to be used as welcoming signals and fairy lights which were supposed to be landing lights.
After establishing last contacts with his princess in distress, the silly goose was packed into a giant tin-can with wings, ready for his flight. At 11:45pm sharp, he was off!!! And his saga continues…..
