Engineering cat calendar, baby sloth, pelican learns to fish, and mom water taxi.
And finally: Mom Water Taxi
Andrew Y. shares a furry ferry.
Andrew Y. shares a furry ferry.
You look like you might be food. I’ll just check. Nope, not food. Now I’m sad. (via Georgiana Y.)
“What’s a bird got to do to get a little service in this place? Do I take a number? Get in line? What’s the procedure here? Hey, is anybody even working back there?”
Via Laughing Squid: “A wayward pelican who wandered into a beachside fish and chips shop in Kiama, New South Wales, Australia, took a place in line and very politely waited until called. The hungry bird patiently remained in line for a while, but after a bit, the bird decided to take a peek around the counter to see why the service was so slow.”
There is a certain dirty bird who lives a life of crime
He frequents Myron’s Deli where he shoplifts all the time
Now, you or I would never steal salami from a store
But a pelican in a deli can, and then comes back for more
He takes unfair advantage of his pelican physique:
That stretchy shopping bag of skin he keeps beneath his beak
Can you pack a pile of prime prosciutto in your pocket?
Well, a pelican in a deli can, and be off like a rocket
He pilfers pepperoni, purloins sirloin, heists the ham
And before Myron can catch him, he flies off on the lam
While we pay cash he’ll dine and dash, and freely eat his fill
Yes, a pelican in a deli can. Just puts it on his bill.
Another dee-lish submish from Sharon H.