He made a fire on the oven. I don't think he knows how a wood-burning stove works.
After that, it was dinner time.
He also worked on his radio program.
He worked at the general store.
He worked on his putting. I'll have to get him to work on his swing. And yes, I know he's holding the club wrong.
He got to be a doctor for the wooden guy. Sorry about the lighting, it's not that creepy in person.
He checked the patient's ears several times.
He picked up a syringe and said it was the baby's medicine.
"Do you know how the cymbals work?"..."OK, silly question".
He played with the lighting on the stage.
His brother slept through most of the fun, but he got to wear a hat.
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