There are three cats. The one you can't see is the master of disguise and has my backing for the win. When the fur has settled, I'll report on the day.
The armadillo is a curious beast. All wrapped around with armour, he trundles about the landscape like a lovable tank, myopically bumping into every crusty knob of wilderbeast dung and hard-baked ant hill, clonking over any soft-bodied gecko or gossamer-winged butterfly naive enough to believe he'll see them and detour. No dart can penetrate his teflon hide, no warning alert him to his dull-witted, prairie-flower-trampling peregrinations... and then there's the Sneaky-Arsed Bull-Shitter, in his well-groomed Suit of Credibility, waxing offended and claiming Immunity from Censure. The Great Outdoors - it's a wild and woolly place, but I love it out there, where the air is clean and the horizon clear. Gotta get me an Elephant Gun.
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My money's on the scrawny black one.
There are three cats. The one you can't see is the master of disguise and has my backing for the win. When the fur has settled, I'll report on the day.
the money on the old tom - crafty beats nasty any day
The armadillo is a curious beast. All wrapped around with armour, he trundles about the landscape like a lovable tank, myopically bumping into every crusty knob of wilderbeast dung and hard-baked ant hill, clonking over any soft-bodied gecko or gossamer-winged butterfly naive enough to believe he'll see them and detour. No dart can penetrate his teflon hide, no warning alert him to his dull-witted, prairie-flower-trampling peregrinations...
and then there's the Sneaky-Arsed Bull-Shitter, in his well-groomed Suit of Credibility, waxing offended and claiming Immunity from Censure. The Great Outdoors - it's a wild and woolly place, but I love it out there, where the air is clean and the horizon clear. Gotta get me an Elephant Gun.
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