I Am Not...!

I am not all that worried about being killed by dangerous animals. Knowing my luck I'll be taken out by something harmless, like a sugar glider or a stick insect or a cuscus or something. All the deadly animals I've met have been rather nice to me, its the harmless ones that try to maul me.

(I was going to write wombat, but those dudes are badass. I might try and tame a pet wombat while I'm there)
 
What kind of baseball game is your daughter playing for you to get covered in sedimentary rocks? Is your daughter secretly a troll?

I am not always this much of a smartass
 
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