One mans tale of Love, Honour, Betrayal, oh and Penguins
Saturday, July 29, 2006
Day 47
The penguin and I stared at each other, he must have come up through the hole while I was outside getting the food. Was the pyramid simply a form of artic entertainment, or a cunning distraction? Neither of us moved.
Hi there,
Im Ozle, im about 'this' tall' and have the full complement of body parts and all that jazz.
Im here because the little voices told me to put this in a blog, God knows why. I shall ask him one day
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