His singing was getting louder, and with that it was getting progressively worse and worse. He had never been one to carry a tune, as he had always just left that to people who could actually have a musical career ahead of them. This meant that it was the perfect tool for trying to be funny, however, and he even started to mix lyrics from random songs together.
His voice stopped dead when he thought he heard something, which, of course, had been coming from the opposite direction. "I heard that!" he declared, punching his fist into the air playfully. "Unless, of course, someone's toad got loose and it's watching me. Not that I can blame it, really," he continued, swinging on his foot so he could walk in the other direction. "Maaaaandy."
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