A velvet fist in an iron glove.
And yet no mention of their rodential teeth, even in plush form. Most peculiar...
I, too, was puzzled by this omission.But you have to admit, the contemplative expression of the weasel brings joy with the viewing. Nothing calms the soul likethe sight of a rodent at sunset.
Except maybe Napalm in the morning.I love the smell of napalm in the morning.... It smells like... napalm.
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And yet no mention of their rodential teeth, even in plush form. Most peculiar...
I, too, was puzzled by this omission.
But you have to admit, the contemplative expression of the weasel brings joy with the viewing. Nothing calms the soul likethe sight of a rodent at sunset.
Except maybe Napalm in the morning.
I love the smell of napalm in the morning.... It smells like... napalm.
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