Sir Poops and Hair Ball: Saturdays Adventure with Edwin Elf

Edwin: You know, I've been thinking since yesterday.

HB: Yeah.

Edwin: I have a brilliant idea and it involves that chicken-pansy-brother of yours. But I will need your help.

HB: Okay.

SPAL: MUMMSY! HELP ME!

Mummsy comes running down the stairs.   She stops and looks at the trail of toilet paper trailing behind and around Sir Poops. Immediately, she shoves fisted hands to her hips. "Hair Ball? Edwin?"

HB: ItI was Edwin's idea. Not mine.