Once-ler: Hey! There's my favorite...
Once-ler: Urhm. SO! How are those thneeds selling?!
Me: Sales are up, sir.
Once-ler: BIGGERING, Ven, /biggering/.
Me: My apologies Mr. Once-ler, sir
Once-ler: You're not going to get any thneeds sold with that attitude. At least /pretend/ that you're happy.
This was just an idea I had. I see myself being his secretary.
NO NOT IN A ROMANTIC WAY OKAY, like the unappreciated secretary that works her ass off and gets hardly anything out of it.
I do not like the way this came out, my skin is too tan and the backdrop is crap (I WANTED RED WALLS).
Yes, that is a thneed around my waist. My own special thneed.
Once-ler (c) Dr. Seuss & Illumination Entertainment