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Originally Posted by Autumn
tu meke-a zee croompets yuoo meex zee fluoor und edd zee bootter und chup chup chup
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"Trumpets?" utters the Hatter, "Sure that goes with tea!" He takes off his hat blows into it until he is red. The tip of it opens like a door and lets out a huge trumpet blast blowing quite violently in the Chef's face. Several trumpets, cornets, and a French Horn tumble out hit the chef and land at his feet.
"Non for me thanks, " says the hatter, "I don't like French pastries."