We caught the Backson. Winnie the Pooh
Pooooh! Now where did that bear go?
We searched all over. And no sign of him.
The report of my aerial excursion is inconclusive.
Waah!
The plan worked. We caught the Backson.
Oh, it sounds horrib-ble.
And now that we have him, owl, you can go and get Christopher Robin back.
No, no. I'm far too important to put myself in that predicament.
Kanga, off you go.
Oh, no, no, no. I'm with child.
Send the pig.
M-m-m-m-m. T-t-b-b-b.
