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Woke up this morning to see this perky little anole perched in my front garden, occasionally flashing his red and yellow throat crest to warn interlopers that he was master of his domain.
Fortunately, he held his pose long enough for me to take a happy snap of him, whereupon he ran off in fright.
I heard him sob as he ran, "You should fear me! I'm a dinosaur on my mother's side, really! Rawr!"
Fortunately, he held his pose long enough for me to take a happy snap of him, whereupon he ran off in fright.
I heard him sob as he ran, "You should fear me! I'm a dinosaur on my mother's side, really! Rawr!"
Category Photography / Portraits
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From MAD magazine #43, 1958:
I Wandered Lonely as a Clod
I wandered lonely as a clod,
Just picking up old rags and bottles,
When onward on my way I plod,
I saw a host of axolotls;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
A sight to make a man's blood freeze.
Some had handles, some were plain;
They came in blue, red pink, and green.
A few were orange in the main;
The damndest sight I've ever seen.
The females gave a sprightly glance;
The male ones all wore knee-length pants.
Now oft, when on the couch I lie,
The doctor asks me what I see.
They flash upon my inward eye
And make me laugh in fiendish glee.
I find my solace then in bottles,
And I forget them axolotls.
I Wandered Lonely as a Clod
I wandered lonely as a clod,
Just picking up old rags and bottles,
When onward on my way I plod,
I saw a host of axolotls;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
A sight to make a man's blood freeze.
Some had handles, some were plain;
They came in blue, red pink, and green.
A few were orange in the main;
The damndest sight I've ever seen.
The females gave a sprightly glance;
The male ones all wore knee-length pants.
Now oft, when on the couch I lie,
The doctor asks me what I see.
They flash upon my inward eye
And make me laugh in fiendish glee.
I find my solace then in bottles,
And I forget them axolotls.
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