Penny dreadful and the horrible hoo-hah

My name is not actually Penny Dreadful. It is Penelope Jones. The ‘Dreadful’ bit is my dad’s JOKE. Actually, I am not even dreadful at all. I didn’t mean for Marlon, who is our school goat, to eat a mobile phone or do some poo that looks like chocolate drops. I only set him free because I was being a FRIEND TO ANIMALS. Also, I didn’t ask to be a bridesmaid at Aunt Deedee’s wedding; I just wanted to build my AMAZING TOWER OF CHAIRS. It wasn’t really my fault the cake fell on Dad’s head and everything turned into such a horrible hoo-hah.