Phoebe and Her Unicorn by Dana Simpson for January 07, 2015
January 06, 2015
January 08, 2015
Transcript:
Phoebe: I bet you'd pick your nose too, id you had fingers. Marigold: I have never needed fingers. I have MAGIIC! Even now, my nostrils are being magically cleansed, boogers whisked away to a dimension far beyond my concern. Phoebe: UNICORN! Marigold: I get to say that.
I have to admit, I never expected the word “boogers” to escape Marigold’s lips, especially when referring to her own!