Binturong. The bearcat.
Cute? Check.
Smells like buttered popcorn? Check.
Eats all sorts of shit that gets in its way? Check.
Exotic AF? Check.
Bruce Shark This is the “land you.” Please confirm.
Binturong. The bearcat.
Binturong. The bearcat.
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Binturong. The bearcat.
Binturong. The bearcat.
Cute? Check.
Smells like buttered popcorn? Check.
Eats all sorts of shit that gets in its way? Check.
Exotic AF? Check.
Bruce Shark This is the “land you.” Please confirm.
Random Shark raaar-meow!
Eats all the things?
Exotic AF?
Super cute?
/… rubs buttered popcorn under fins…
CHECK ON ALL THE ABOVE!
Bruce Shark Not furry, no prehensile tail, no snuffly whiskers or cute ears
Plus – far too lummoxy
Dave Thompson Yea, you are, as ALWAYS, pointing out the few things I don’t have….
Let’s stay positive…
I have:
A shiny healthy smile
Dark flashing deep eyes
Award winning physique
Mega-watt charm…
Bruce Shark Odour de stale sardines
Horrifying appetite
Skin like sand paper
Bruce Shark so that’s why I dreamt I was at the movies…
Random Shark Were we watching the movie or making out?
AHEM
Bruce Shark Don’t be alarmed. I carry breath mints.
And gill slit massage oils.
And sardine-infused lube.
And popcorn.
Random Shark DON’T LISTEN
I dunno…he said sardines…
Random Shark Remember what we whisper to one another as we de-couple our wriggly bits and bask in the afterglow.
The more he forbids it, the hotter it gets.
Kurt von Finck Bollocks– you nicked my line! I was gonna say that (no matter I’m 2 weeks late on the thread).
Frederica Mussolini I’m almost afraid to ask what?