Ever try cuddling with a lizard? (Asking for a friend. He's OK, aside from a few scaly bits. Pretty much OK. Usually. Sort of. Has some odd tongue issues.)
I bought a lizard yesterday. Going to name him Chuck. About 12' long. Lots of teeth on one end. Ate the neighbor lady yesterday. Now eyeing me. He likes these staring matches, but I have a good grip on the flamethrower and ain't lettin go.
Lizards on parade — something I'll never get used to. Maybe not them either. Especially the one who had to carry the bass drum. (What's a fish with a drum doing in a lizard parade?)
No, my scaly friend is not a lizard, but you can feed him bugs if you'd like.
Turn off your lizard — now!
Yeah, I'm gettin old. 'S why I have my lizard, Pete. Pete nips me on the butt whenever I get morose. That's what pals are for, innit?
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Me? Practicing for the tongue rodeo. Square knots, mostly.
Etc...
so says eff: sporadic spurts of grade eff distraction
definitions: outdoor terms
fiyh: dave's little guide to ultralight backpacking stoves
boyb: dave's little guide to backpacks
snorpy bits: nibbling away at your sanity
last seen receding: missives from a certain mobile homer
noseyjoe: purposefully poking my proboscis into technicals
