Getting out of bed this morning, I realized that I didn’t want to get out of bed. Jill Y is a Scientist and spends her day researching stuff to make thongs better. I’m not a Scientist but I do like it when Jill Y brings her work home. No sooner had I fell out of bed, than Scurvy Jane, who is an amateur Scientist herself, began texting. I’m not sure what she was talking about but she disappeared pretty quickly and has yet to return:
Okay, we are missing the real point here that Scurvy Jane should NOT be allowed to conduct experiments! Shouldn’t Interpol or someone be alerted?
I think this is another fine example of Bill Y influencing people by speaking. I’m just not used to all of this power. In my defense, people shouldn’t listen to me!
If they live on top of a hill, this will be especially true!
Massively so and once you’ve reached the top, there really is only one way down and that’s, eh, down and stuff.
It might be wise, before taping two turtles together, to make sure that they like each other and don’t mind being bonded like that until the tape wears out.
You don’t want to end up with two turtles turning each other into turtleburgers.
I see your point alright but surely taping turtles together is a great way for them to get to know each other and it get’s around having to sign up for Turtle Christian Mingle!
Great, now turtles will take over, probably ninja-style. You’ve doomed us all.
I’m not taking the rap for this one. I have no control over what Scurvy Jane does with turtles!