Look out Thor, it’s Jörmungandr!
Bob knows he’s next.
If local book shops want me to buy books from me than they should 1) stock copies of the books in my, admittedly esoteric, taste range, and 2) be cheaper than it costs to order from overseas.
He’s only a Sergeant Major.
I’m pretty sure New Zealand has a strict border policy against letting non-native animals into the country.
Being allergic to nuts I suggest the bald guy.
I admit I exaggerated for effect.
Ok, I didn’t think of that.
And here I thought it was Sunday, but I guess I must be wrong since everyone’s at work.
The only time our cat bothers me is when she wants to be fed or have her window opened.