That’ll teach ‘m Oh, look, the near-sighted spider must have said there’s a bit of inviting ground, a cozy patch so nice and round. Thought he found a quaint plat to call his own, but, alas, a cup of coffee… Continue Reading →
The Abecedarian Menagerie (or why one shouldn’t hire an ataxophobic zookeeper with an alphabetical obsession) Alligator and antelope, enough already? Baboon and badger might be a boon, but not boas and bobcats. Camels, capybara, and caribou I suppose will do… Continue Reading →
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