A velvet fist in an iron glove.
That rhino is freaking awsome.
In the immortal words of Too Much Joy: Baby, when I die, I wanna be an otter.
Thanks, Jen-fur. You make me smile. Love the tiger cubs. Keep spreading that Jen-love (wait, that didn't sound right). You've become a regular on my net research/wasting time sojourn. And to think it all started as an Amazon friend.
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That rhino is freaking awsome.
In the immortal words of Too Much Joy: Baby, when I die, I wanna be an otter.
Thanks, Jen-fur. You make me smile. Love the tiger cubs. Keep spreading that Jen-love (wait, that didn't sound right). You've become a regular on my net research/wasting time sojourn. And to think it all started as an Amazon friend.
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