“I’m telling you, cousin, those two weeks in Acapulco was the best vacation in my life. Just chilled on the beach, lost so much weight, and just look at this tan! You gotta try it, man!”
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“I’m telling you, cousin, those two weeks in Acapulco was the best vacation in my life. Just chilled on the beach, lost so much weight, and just look at this tan! You gotta try it, man!”
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I am definitely the pale panda. Unfortunately, two weeks in the sun wouldn’t turn me anything but bright red.
I think I need to go to Acapulco.
Mike’s brain to Science …
Yes. Definitely. Absolutely.
This is calendar-worthy, if Mike were still doing those.
If I go to the beach I don’t tan I burn. The only place where I have a permanent tan is my feet because I start wearing sandals as soon as the snow melts.
I have hobbit feet, and the sandals rub away a strip of hair. But the furless strips don’t line up with the sandal tanlines, so in summer my feet look pretty dumb.
Okay, but how will the pale panda get a long bushy stripy tail, huh!? That’s what big bear wants to know.
(Yes, I know they’re not actually bears. Either of them.)
The long tail is actually hidden in the chubby part of the panda’s tush. As the weight goes down, we can see more and more of the tail.
It’s like Violet in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, the movie with Johnny Depp. When Violet swelled up, you could only see her hands. The black and white panda’s tail is still there, just hidden in the chub.
I don’t know whether to applaud your ingenuity or worry about you! (Just kidding. Clearly it’s ingenuity.)
Can’t you do both?