This is a parody of Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. Well, آپ probably already figured that out from the title. *sigh* Anyway, it’s told from Private’s perspective.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own POM یا Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. That was written سے طرف کی Judith Viorst. آپ should read it. آپ know, if آپ like picture کتابیں made for Kindergarteners.
I went to بستر with مچھلی in my mouth, but now there’s مچھلی in my feathers and when I got out of my bunk, I missed the ladder and fell flat on my face. When I was washing up, my مونگفلی, مونگ پھلی مکھن Winkie fell into the sink. And I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
At breakfast, Alice threw Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico trout, but I only got a few sardines. “We’re putting آپ on a diet,” she said, “It isn’t healthy to be overweight.”
I think I’ll اقدام to Antarctica.
When we were spying on the zoo staff, Skipper took the سب, سب سے اوپر of the totem pole and Kowalski and Rico were right below him. I was on the bottom. I کہا I was being scrunched. I کہا I was being smushed. I کہا that if I didn’t get out from the bottom of the totem pole I was going to be killed. Skipper only told Rico to slap me. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
During training, Skipper liked Kowalski’s roundhouse better than my silent battle cry. At hi-fiving practice, he کہا I hit too softly. In the obstacle course, he کہا I left out the rope. Who needs the rope?
I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I could tell because Skipper کہا I wasn’t the best Special Operations expert he ever had. He کہا Manfredi and Johnson had been better, and I was only the third best. I hope آپ sit on a tack, I think. I hope the اگلے time we go out for snow cones, the ice falls off yours and lands in Antarctica.
I was really looking آگے to having a Winkie from my stash, but Kowalski confiscated my box. “You heard Alice,” he said, “You’re on a diet.” It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
That’s what it was because after training, Alice sent us to the doctor for a check up and the doctor needed to give only me a shot. “Bring him back اگلے week and I can give it to him,” the doctor told Alice. اگلے week, I thought, I’m going to Antarctica.
On the way back to our habitat, I tripped over a loose stone and hurt my foot and when Skipper wasn’t looking, Rico pushed me into a mud puddle. When I started to cry, he called me a crybaby. Then Skipper turned around and slapped me for being muddy and crying.
“I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day,” I said. No one even answered.
Then we went out for snow cones. Skipper chose cherry, Kowalski chose lemon, and Rico chose blueberry. I wanted the multi-flavor but the snow cone vendor ran out of flavors. They made me steal plain ice, but they can’t make me eat it.
When we went to go play with Alice’s computer, Skipper told me not to play with the copying machine, but I forgot. He also کہا to watch out for the کتابیں on the میز, جدول and I was careful except for my left flipper. He also کہا not to fool around with the phone, but I think I called Antarctica. Skipper کہا I wasn’t allowed to come to Alice’s office with the rest of the team anymore.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
There was tuna for رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا and I hate tuna.
There was wrestling on the telly and I hate wrestling.
The pool water was too hot, I smashed into the platform, my Lunacorn doll’s head fell off, and I had to sleep on the سب, سب سے اوپر bunk. I hate the سب, سب سے اوپر bunk.
When I went to bed, Rico took back the softest تکیا which he کہا I could keep. The zoo lamp سے طرف کی our habitat burnt out and I bit my tongue.
Kowalski wants to دکھائیں Rico a new invention tomorrow, not me.
It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Skipper says some days are like that.
Even in Antarctica.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own POM یا Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. That was written سے طرف کی Judith Viorst. آپ should read it. آپ know, if آپ like picture کتابیں made for Kindergarteners.
I went to بستر with مچھلی in my mouth, but now there’s مچھلی in my feathers and when I got out of my bunk, I missed the ladder and fell flat on my face. When I was washing up, my مونگفلی, مونگ پھلی مکھن Winkie fell into the sink. And I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
At breakfast, Alice threw Skipper, Kowalski, and Rico trout, but I only got a few sardines. “We’re putting آپ on a diet,” she said, “It isn’t healthy to be overweight.”
I think I’ll اقدام to Antarctica.
When we were spying on the zoo staff, Skipper took the سب, سب سے اوپر of the totem pole and Kowalski and Rico were right below him. I was on the bottom. I کہا I was being scrunched. I کہا I was being smushed. I کہا that if I didn’t get out from the bottom of the totem pole I was going to be killed. Skipper only told Rico to slap me. I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
During training, Skipper liked Kowalski’s roundhouse better than my silent battle cry. At hi-fiving practice, he کہا I hit too softly. In the obstacle course, he کہا I left out the rope. Who needs the rope?
I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
I could tell because Skipper کہا I wasn’t the best Special Operations expert he ever had. He کہا Manfredi and Johnson had been better, and I was only the third best. I hope آپ sit on a tack, I think. I hope the اگلے time we go out for snow cones, the ice falls off yours and lands in Antarctica.
I was really looking آگے to having a Winkie from my stash, but Kowalski confiscated my box. “You heard Alice,” he said, “You’re on a diet.” It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
That’s what it was because after training, Alice sent us to the doctor for a check up and the doctor needed to give only me a shot. “Bring him back اگلے week and I can give it to him,” the doctor told Alice. اگلے week, I thought, I’m going to Antarctica.
On the way back to our habitat, I tripped over a loose stone and hurt my foot and when Skipper wasn’t looking, Rico pushed me into a mud puddle. When I started to cry, he called me a crybaby. Then Skipper turned around and slapped me for being muddy and crying.
“I am having a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day,” I said. No one even answered.
Then we went out for snow cones. Skipper chose cherry, Kowalski chose lemon, and Rico chose blueberry. I wanted the multi-flavor but the snow cone vendor ran out of flavors. They made me steal plain ice, but they can’t make me eat it.
When we went to go play with Alice’s computer, Skipper told me not to play with the copying machine, but I forgot. He also کہا to watch out for the کتابیں on the میز, جدول and I was careful except for my left flipper. He also کہا not to fool around with the phone, but I think I called Antarctica. Skipper کہا I wasn’t allowed to come to Alice’s office with the rest of the team anymore.
It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
There was tuna for رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا and I hate tuna.
There was wrestling on the telly and I hate wrestling.
The pool water was too hot, I smashed into the platform, my Lunacorn doll’s head fell off, and I had to sleep on the سب, سب سے اوپر bunk. I hate the سب, سب سے اوپر bunk.
When I went to bed, Rico took back the softest تکیا which he کہا I could keep. The zoo lamp سے طرف کی our habitat burnt out and I bit my tongue.
Kowalski wants to دکھائیں Rico a new invention tomorrow, not me.
It has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.
Skipper says some days are like that.
Even in Antarctica.
