It happened again.
Why do people assume, just because I'm a Giant Panda, that I can't speak English? I swear, if I get one more person yelling "ECKS-CUSE MEEE, DOO YOO SPEEK ING-GLISH?" at a stupidly loud volume whilst making 'talking' hand gestures, they're gonna get a face-full of monochrome claw.
I was born here, ok?
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Ailuropoda Arms Off For This.
You know you're famous when folks start making animatronic models of you.
But this is just humiliating.
Who does this impostor think he is?! He doesn't display any of my usual swagger, fashion sense, or general joi de vivre. In fact, I think it might just be a marmoset in a panda costume.
Pfft.
But this is just humiliating.
Who does this impostor think he is?! He doesn't display any of my usual swagger, fashion sense, or general joi de vivre. In fact, I think it might just be a marmoset in a panda costume.
Pfft.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Stepping out of one's comfort zone
I know I'm supposed to be on a fairly limited diet, but sometimes I just want to break out, y'know?
Tonight I downed a chicken curry, and I'm regretting it. It's behaving a bit like election campaign advertisements - difficult to swallow and constantly repeating.
Brrrrrrrrp.
Tonight I downed a chicken curry, and I'm regretting it. It's behaving a bit like election campaign advertisements - difficult to swallow and constantly repeating.
Brrrrrrrrp.
Sunday, October 14, 2007
Two Reasons Too Many.
I can't believe I was refused entry to the Crows Nest Hotel last night.
I'm almost willing to accept the whole 'not wearing pants' thing, but 'possible danger to other patrons'? Pah. I'm a vegetarian.
Anyway, I picked up a couple of longnecks from the bottleshop next door and drank them by myself at home. Now I can't find my bottle-opener.
I'm almost willing to accept the whole 'not wearing pants' thing, but 'possible danger to other patrons'? Pah. I'm a vegetarian.
Anyway, I picked up a couple of longnecks from the bottleshop next door and drank them by myself at home. Now I can't find my bottle-opener.
Parking in Crows Nest
Sucks.
That may sound strange from someone who doesn't have a car, but it makes people park close together, and when I cross the road I have trouble squeezing between the cars. They don't call me "Giant Panda" for nothing.
I know, I know, I could cross at pedestrian crossings. But you'd be surprised how many people miss a huge black-and-white splodgy thing in the middle of a crossing.
Pah.
That may sound strange from someone who doesn't have a car, but it makes people park close together, and when I cross the road I have trouble squeezing between the cars. They don't call me "Giant Panda" for nothing.
I know, I know, I could cross at pedestrian crossings. But you'd be surprised how many people miss a huge black-and-white splodgy thing in the middle of a crossing.
Pah.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Friends, countrymen; send me your shoes.
I'm the first to admit that I have a 'thing' for shoes.
Not in an Imelda Marcos, wear-'em-once-and-chuck-them-in-a-barn-sized-cupboard kind of way, mind. I simply collect children's shoes.
Please, readers, if you have any old children's shoes that you have no use for any more, please contact me to arrange a new home for them.
Not in an Imelda Marcos, wear-'em-once-and-chuck-them-in-a-barn-sized-cupboard kind of way, mind. I simply collect children's shoes.
Please, readers, if you have any old children's shoes that you have no use for any more, please contact me to arrange a new home for them.
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