In a time of chimpanzees, I was a penguin.
The religious right is motivated by the suspicion that someone, somewhere,
is having fun -- and that this must be stopped.
When penguins migrate during mid-summer that happens to be mid-winter in the northern hemisphere, sometimes they happen upon accomodations that are a bit more... luxurious... than they were planning on...
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Enjoy the solitude, er, whatever, lol :)
ReplyDeleteAh, my kind of place, cool beans.
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