The olde saying goes (and I just made this up) "when dealing with live-breeders, for every live baby you can visually confirm, there are 23 in hiding." Properly warned, says I. If it gets too overwhelming... I know some cichlids who would be VERY interested in a play date.
I figure as soon as I need some population control, I'll just go and actually buy me some archers. And congrats yourself, Miss Secretly Punctured! I keep on thinking, "I WANNA SEE-- wait. Actually I'm not sure I do. *awkward silence*. Oh look, kittens!"
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I want one of them named Rico Suave.
Congrats on your new piece o' bodily metal.
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I'm glad to be related to such hardcorocity.
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I thought long and hard (maybe MAYBE 6 seconds) about drawing you a graffiti of what my punctures look like...
... luckily for all, I decided not to.
Enjoy my cookies. I'm upset I left them.
That is all.
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