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Tingy was the name given to the blanket owned by [[Manny Heffley|Manny]] in [[The Last Straw]]. Manny loved th[[File:Many_and_Tingy.jpg|thumb]]e blanket dearly, even when it was reduced to strips covered with smushed raisins. [[Frank Heffley|Frank]] eventually threw it out, and Manny had his ultimate revenge by playing with Frank's [[Civil War Battlefield|Civil War battlefield]], resulting in it's destruction, explaining why he didn't work on it in the [[Dog Days|next book]]. | Tingy was the name given to the blanket owned by [[Manny Heffley|Manny]] in [[The Last Straw]]. Manny loved th[[File:Many_and_Tingy.jpg|thumb]]e blanket dearly, even when it was reduced to strips covered with smushed raisins. [[Frank Heffley|Frank]] eventually threw it out, and Manny had his ultimate revenge by playing with Frank's [[Civil War Battlefield|Civil War battlefield]], resulting in it's destruction, explaining why he didn't work on it in the [[Dog Days|next book]]. Tingy was a blanket that his Mom knitted for his first birthday. Manny carried Tingy around him everywhere he went. He didn't even let Susan take it so she could wash it. It started to fall apart, by the time Manny was 2 years old, his blanket was basically a couple pieces of yarn held together by raisins and boogers. | ||
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Revision as of 20:56, 14 February 2012
Tingy was the name given to the blanket owned by Manny in The Last Straw. Manny loved th
e blanket dearly, even when it was reduced to strips covered with smushed raisins. Frank eventually threw it out, and Manny had his ultimate revenge by playing with Frank's Civil War battlefield, resulting in it's destruction, explaining why he didn't work on it in the next book. Tingy was a blanket that his Mom knitted for his first birthday. Manny carried Tingy around him everywhere he went. He didn't even let Susan take it so she could wash it. It started to fall apart, by the time Manny was 2 years old, his blanket was basically a couple pieces of yarn held together by raisins and boogers.