An Orangutan’s Review of the Restaurant He Just Broke Into
It had just recently opened the moment I turned the corner, as I have no object permanence.
It had just recently opened the moment I turned the corner, as I have no object permanence.
It's not like I’m going to be walking in the park only to be attacked by a stealthy vending machine that pops out from behind a tree.
Kevin demands only the best from his employees. He constantly circles my desk to “check in,” especially when I’m on my period.
The restaurant would tell you that a lot of my experiences were colored by my sloth, but I disagree. This could happen to anyone, even the slothless.
I cannot help but feel like the law is on the side of the cold-blooded decapods of this world who travel willy-nilly from shell to shell.
I'm pre-approved for a dozen credit cards, but good luck getting to Wells Fargo without being eaten by robins.
It's me, the least popular character to break into your home and leave stuff in the name of celebration. Let me lay it out for you.
1 Peter 1:3: "Praise be to bunny Jesus who is always, like, twitching his little nose."
While I despised the overacting required for cartoonish behavior, I was a professional and delivered the performance asked of me.
You can spend a fortune on a professional decorator, or you can hire us, We Do It With Dogs.
- Sometimes the leader thinks they can fly. - Workers must work as fast as they can with barely any breaks.
Stock Consultant: Honestly, this feels more helpful than predicting the end of winter anyway.