"Sloths!",
she squawked,
almost incoherently,
I'd just took a sip of my tea.
"To most, they remain a mystery".
The remark remained a mystery to me.
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 1:54 PM UTC
"Sloths!",
she squawked,
almost incoherently,
I'd just took a sip of my tea.
"To most, they remain a mystery".
The remark remained a mystery to me.
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