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Or maybe you can.
I won’t judge..
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The painful bit is watching it.
Yikes!
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That’s an infusion I can definitely do without.
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No doubt it was the two youngest children. They’re always brats.
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I’m speechless.
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For $200 a bottle, I want a space alien bartender pouring it as well.
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If we’re ever able to travel freely again? This might have to make my bucket list of go to now or die.
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What! I can sip the nectar of the Gods with one of their most glaring screw ups?
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I totally need to go.
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My most ardent hope is that they have a wombat. You know those guys let loose after a beer or two.
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I’m not sure standing in a pool with otters in a crate technically qualifies as swimming with an otter… but there may be wombats so I’ll over look the misleading description.
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There we go. The main attraction…. Chardonnay with sloths. These creatures move so slowly in the wild mold actually has time to grow on their fur.
If that’s not the very definition of my spirit animal, I don’t know what is.
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You’ll be sorry you missed this one.
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So bad it was good.
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Mad scientists at work.
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They were attempting to shrink some shrews, but something went wrong.
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Terribly wrong.
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Which is why this fellow bellied up to the bar.
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The shrew’s poisonous saliva killed this guy.
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So our hero shot it.
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But look!
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Another one is chewing through the wall.
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Yeah, sure. The couch will stop it.
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That fellow is now behind the bar and I don’t blame him. Drink up boyo, they’re coming.
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An escape plan is hatched with welded together oil drums.
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Our heroine looks out but doesn’t like what she sees.
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( The giant shrews? Skinny dogs with glued on tails and bizarre fur.)
Low budget cinema at it’s best.
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Only the hero, heroine and mad doctor manage to duck walk the drums to the water’s edge.
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Where they swim for the boat…
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And prattle on about over population of a species that had absolutely nothing to do with the plot.
The shrews?
They’re left behind on the island to eat each other until none are left.
There’s a moral there somewhere….
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