“Don’t leave me! I’ll be lost without you! Is it because I’m not cute enough? Am I too clingy? I’ll bet it’s because I’m too clingy! I can be less clingy, stay and I’ll show you!”
Level five stalker, Arne. (Sorry, folks, no hovertext.)
“Don’t leave me! I’ll be lost without you! Is it because I’m not cute enough? Am I too clingy? I’ll bet it’s because I’m too clingy! I can be less clingy, stay and I’ll show you!”
Level five stalker, Arne. (Sorry, folks, no hovertext.)
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Blah, blah, Toronto Zoo, blah, blah, Arne, blah, blah.
Look, baby, I don’t do that whole rolling-around-grabbing-my-toesies thing, you dig? Like, I am an artiste, baby — just like the bamboo in the trees, I sway to my own breeze. Now, if one of you squaresville zookeepers could drill a few holes in my lunch, we’ll be swinging.
Panda bear at Toronto Zoo, via Rick Ligthelm.
Weekends back at the old ranch were always slower than weekdays, so let’s try something different. No jokes, just a thread where you can talk about whatever you want. And, courtesy of sender-inner MJP, here’s a baby panda. Discuss.