In other news, whales and I now have more in common than blubber; as I am also a moron and pulled a muscle in my ass this morning at work. Said I, "Ouch! I think I just pulled my ass!"
Awwwww. The poor baby whale was abandoned by it's mother and now it's on a solo quest to find a new mother. Unfortunately, it picked a boat. Sorry kid, boats don't have mammary glands, please try again.
In all seriousness, I do hope they find a new pod where it will be accepted. I am the biggest bleeding heart you will ever see when it comes to animals. If I could put little Free Willy in my bathtub, I'd already have done it.
Sorry 'bout the ass muscle, that is, well... tee hee!
I too feel kind of bad for the whale, actually. Although I try to restrain myself from feeling too bad about things that fall kind of into a potential food stuff category. (So as not to feel like a hypocrite come lunch time.)
That being said, it would make the saddest children's book ever.
Also, guess whose ass still hurts! (Hint: it's mine.)
I might just have to write an illustrated children's book about the whale, now that you mention it. I completely believe that society shields children too much. They need more emotional scarring. It builds character. So bring on Return to Oz, Where the Red Fern Grows, and the original version of The Little Mermaid. You know, the one where she dies and turns into foam on the sea instead of finding true love.
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Awwwww. The poor baby whale was abandoned by it's mother and now it's on a solo quest to find a new mother. Unfortunately, it picked a boat. Sorry kid, boats don't have mammary glands, please try again.
In all seriousness, I do hope they find a new pod where it will be accepted. I am the biggest bleeding heart you will ever see when it comes to animals. If I could put little Free Willy in my bathtub, I'd already have done it.
Sorry 'bout the ass muscle, that is, well... tee hee!
I too feel kind of bad for the whale, actually. Although I try to restrain myself from feeling too bad about things that fall kind of into a potential food stuff category. (So as not to feel like a hypocrite come lunch time.)
That being said, it would make the saddest children's book ever.
Also, guess whose ass still hurts! (Hint: it's mine.)
Heh... Ass rebellion?
I might just have to write an illustrated children's book about the whale, now that you mention it. I completely believe that society shields children too much. They need more emotional scarring. It builds character. So bring on Return to Oz, Where the Red Fern Grows, and the original version of The Little Mermaid. You know, the one where she dies and turns into foam on the sea instead of finding true love.
Yea. Those were the days.
I remember listening to/reading a read a long book version of The Dark Crystal and every time would get so scared I would cry.
Those were the days.
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