The Whale's Revenge!
Discovering –on leaving for school– a tire deflated... punctured.
Too late for buses...
the whale
THE WHALE
and Natto for lunch...
Too late for buses...
the whale
THE WHALE
and Natto for lunch...
I have a nice smile. I have a nice speaking voice. My game is tight.
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Ah, the Whale. Is it still embarassingly squeaky, or did you mercifully service it at some point?
I was amazed to see a picture of a neo-Whale.
Dad told me about someone that biked across the US in a week. I think on the Whale it would be about 5 years.
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