I see 'em in my back yard all the time--ugly little bastids, but harmless. They are marsupials, BTW, and have more teeth than any other mammal.
I see 'em in my back yard all the time--ugly little bastids, but harmless. They are marsupials, BTW, and have more teeth than any other mammal.
All the world’s a stage, but obviously the play is unrehearsed and everybody is ad-libbing his lines. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to tell if we’re living in a tragedy or a farce.