Every morning at this hour they wake me up with their chirping and cheeping. It’s spring, and the mating season, and the circle of life must go on. Heh.
That is one photogenic jellyfish.
The guards should have known. Inky had just been biding his time, planning patiently. And then he scurried down a sewer pipe late at night, to freedom! If I’d been guarding him, I would have been suspicious of that poster of Ursula from The Little Mermaid that he’d requested, too, and would have regularly checked…
We had a job candidate pass through today. They were from New Orleans. The phrase “crawfish boil” came through on the interview. Now guess what I can’t get out of my head?