Open Letter from a Mountain Lion to Hiking Influencers
But first I would like to know, oh rugged manchild, how sharing my arch on your “internet” sakes the human purpose.
But first I would like to know, oh rugged manchild, how sharing my arch on your “internet” sakes the human purpose.
But I think the biggest difference I've noticed so far is the agonizing asphyxia. I mean, talk about culture shock!
Bees transition from absolute monarchy to a constitutional democracy. The Queen exists only for ceremonial purposes.
Wired: Earwigs. Bugs, but heavy metal and down to party. With those pincers you know they’re into some dark shit.
Coming back to the question of spiders, are you afraid of spiders generally, or only “out of context”?
And you know what? What if this was the zoo? Would that be so bad? You would still stay here if the price was right.
Get this: he whispers to me. Secrets mostly, and sometimes the weather. Yeah, most people are really jazzed when I tell them.
2:00 PM — The girls have worked up an appetite after all the screaming and feces throwing. Head to bottomless brunch.
But friend, we are far from alone. We share this space with a legion of bugs.
But please whisper these questions. I fell into this lion’s den at the zoo and the lions are sleeping. I want to keep it that way.
Lou had the t-shirt cannon, we made hard eye contact, and then he shoots the cannon in the complete opposite direction.
From the grandiose giraffe to Anders, this guy that works out at the gym my girlfriend goes to. All life, great and small, depends on water.