He rocks in the treetops all the day long.

Hello. My names Soppiness and here is where I make an all-star appearence.

I'm going to keep this short and sweet. You know how I feel. I tell you all the time and constantly bore you with the details. But you know what. I always look forward to the lesson I have with you because I know I'm going to see you there and when I do, I get mega butterflies. Your really special.

So, what about those octopus tenticles, eh?

They seem fun don't they. Imagine having eight long tenticles. That would be immense. I could do eight sets of ironing at the same time. Not that I do the ironing or anything else for that matter. I don't even make my bed. I'm obviously a spoilt only-child octopus with eight impressive tenticles*.

*(I had to think various times whilst writing the word 'tenticles' as on several occasions I wrote 'testicles' instead, which would have made this blog seem even weirder due to the fact that you can't iron with one testicle, let alone eight)