That's the worst moment of all: when it turns its head to look at you, just before it slips out of sight into the foliage.
Thursday, December 07, 2006
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That's the worst moment of all: when it turns its head to look at you, just before it slips out of sight into the foliage.
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monkey? giraffe? lion? your mom? hard to say.
...and it is our gasps that keep us from aiming properly, and so, it escapes.
The bastid.
Have you heard its call?
Hmmm, ugly? I think not.
The plastic troll, however, has been known to shatter a few mirrors in its heyday.
poet - I think it's all four: brain of a monkey, body of a giraffe, mane of a lion, guilt-inducing power of my mom.
blackbird - Its call is like the sound of the needle sliding up and down the AM dial: static, bursts of country music, that kind of thing.
cahilla - Ugly cute, maybe? It's actually from a line of defunct toys called The Loveable Uglies.
And scary! But you're looking right at it! Aaaaagh!
But that's what they said about Rudolph. Is it just the time of year that makes me think of all those cruel reindeer who wouldn't let him play their games? And actually, this pathetic little guy kinda looks like Rudolph.
Or maybe it just looks like he's made of the same stuff. With hair.
It is a new greek mythological monster! All the good names are taken though...Basilisk, Chimera, Manticore, Michael Jackson...
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