Once we returned from our trip to Berlin It took hardly any time for me and the mr lars von ticklebar to slip into our comfortable routine of tea, tea some more tea, some fox's crinkle crunch biscuits and an unhealthy dose of Van dyke's Diagnosis Murder. Slumped in front of the tv we often chatted during add breaks discussing our dreams hopes and fears, safe in the knowledge that I had found the perfect companion. Till one day during Lk today, Lars appeared at the doorway with his little ticklebar suitcase and ridiculous sunglasses. "Where the hell are you going bearfriend?" says I. "I'm going to Disney world, where the lights shine bright and they spell fun with capitals, auf weidersen." Needless to say it was a short trip and he's back in one piece, but lets all share a moment and ahve a brief butchers at his snaps.
Mr Lars Von Ticklebar's first encounter with a stunted Mickey, Personally I thought Lars was pushing it a bit with the t-shirt.
One night that methinks must have resulted in a fuzzy head in the morning. Here's Lars riding a sea of pooh's.
The morning after. rumour has it Lars witnessed Goofy grinding his way dance hall stylee to a bit of sean paul that night.
Ticklebar finaly got to meet the mickster himself. He thinks he has a passing resemblance to him. I think we all know Lars, that you're just a bit of a cheap copy. Your eyes are a bit close together, but we love you for it
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