Pan: Pull it - keep backing up, keep going, a little further…..

Tink: Crys out in pain…

and the big aligator sized tears start…

Mr. I: What happened…

Pan: Well, we were seeing how far this icky sticky poo could stretch and I let go. It snapped Tink in the tummy. It was an acccident!

Mr. I: Tink come here - let me see your tummy.

There’s a huge red mark.

Pan: But it said it wouldn’t leave a mark.

After a little bit of snuggle time all is well in Gotham City….

***I’m not really sure how to describe icky sticky poo - except that it’s about a foot long - and can stretch to 12 times it’s lenght - its just one of those gross things that kids love. We got it at the school book fair - it came with a book and he can play different games with it - have to use the imagination a lot…but it’s pretty cool - for a 6 year old.