" YOU ARE OLD, GRANDPA ARIEL!"
“ You are old, Grandpa Ariel!” his young grandson said. “ There is no hair on your head! “ Your face is like a wrinkled prune! Does it mean that you’ll die real soon?” Boys. Ariel gave an affectionate pat to the head of that precocious brat. A pat that was really more of a slap. ‘cos he was a cheeky young chap. Really. And gazing down his knifelike beak Ariel pinched his plump soft cheek, in one long and scaly claw, and said, ( as he loudly guffawed ) Cool. “ It’s a saying that we should... Sign in to see full entry.