Is it wrong for me to think the nads are cute too?

Hehe…that third pic on Flickr is SOOO cute, like just after little hamkins was woken from his precious deep sleep. He’s all one-eye-squinty and can you say Baroo? in hamster??

yeek! Meg- next time blur out the naughty bits, ok?

but the rest of him’s adorable! velour indeed. I love the squooshy-face.

This little hammie is thrilling children AND female hamsters everywhere!

FWIW, the art school I went to had one (count it, ONE) sports team, a hockey team, called, that’s right, “the Nads”.

Naturally enough, the team chant was , “Go NADS!! GO NADS!!”

(Yeah, and they were terrible too—the local cooking school always kicked their asses. Chain-smoking scrawny art students just don’t do well in hockey. But man, I’ve never had more fun at a game. Bunch of kids way in the back cheered and hollered, and brought out a giant very artistically made sign just for the zamboni!)

Though now I hear they’ve added a basketball team—and in the same spirit, that team has been named “the Balls”.

He can put on his Redonks and run on his wheel…Go nads!

those are ‘nads???? crikey!

Reeboks: chickens that stutter.

T., but if the deed is understood to be fraught with danger, then it is a thing to be risked.

Truthfully, I just couldn’t think of anything that sounded like Reeboks.

However, if teeny tennies could be made for this hammie, they COULD be called Reedonks, I suppose.

But… but normally one risks a [verb], not a [noun]… like sneaking a peek or risking a glance, or stealing a cookie… OK, so maybe not so much the last example.