"Awesome! It snowed last night, and Dad just said that he heard on the radio that we don’t have Zoo today, yippeee! Hey, maybe we can go to the School and look at the baby humans."
Before his release into the wild, this behbeh tur-tur shows us his "later beeyatches!" flipper wave.
Nicely done, Mr. Tur-Tur. See you back on the beach when you weigh 800 pounds.
Late! [Followed by 45 minutes of ‘ehn’ sounds crawling towards water]
"I gotta get outta this country, Bruce! The sunshine, the great surfing, the hot Sheilas — it’s all too perfect!"
"Bloody oath, Bruce! What’s the plan, then?"
"We hang out by the airport, hop in some luggage, and shoot through to America!"
"Good onya, Bruce! Minnesota, here we come!"
Some folks just can’t handle awesomeness, Dan B.
“Golly, pleased ta meet’cha, don’tcha know! My name is Gunderson, Betty Gunderson, and this is my husband, Laars, and we just moved into the house on the corner, and by gosh, this is such a great neighborhood, it sure is, I was just telling Laars how lucky we are to be here with the great schools and shopping and being off the main road away from the noise and all, and so what do you do for a living, then? Oh my goodness, well that’s just fascinating, say maybe you and the family wanna come over for dinner tonight, won’t be nothing fancy, just tuna hot dish and salad, and if you wanted to bring something, maybe you could bring over a little drawn butter and lemon, that would be just super, so we’ll see you at seven then?”
There goes the neighborhood, C. B.