I’ve decided I want a pet termite. I’m going to call him Clint.
Clint Eats wood.
Welcome to the dad-a-base
Welcome to the dad-a-base
Clint Eats wood.
One says to the other, “How to drive this thing?”
It’s like having a pet dog except the bark is quieter.
He doesn’t seem to be feline well.
The re-tail store!
He was caught in a trap.
Claw and Order
It’s a bit extravagant I know, but it was his birthday and he looks great in a tuxedo.
As soon as we got home he made a bolt for the door.
It sounds a bit far-fetched to me.