Alright, I am fed up with Zebras, and they take a lot of feeding by the way. They don't like being in my stables, so I give them a paddock, they don't like the paddock, so I put trackers on them and released them onto my island. They kick any handler that comes near them--that is, the females do. The males charge and send the handlers running for the trees. And the noise they make! I thought it was cool at first, but they make it ALL the TIME. They like to circle near my mansion at night and make that sound really loudly. I think I'll call it a breigheem, cause it sounds like a bray, a neigh, and a scream. Bray-eem. Breigheem. They breigheem a lot. I'm getting tired of it. I think I might get two lions imported next week and have done with the problem. It'll be nice to have some quiet again.
Oh, I opened the last of the presents today. Cleopatra got me a cool t-shirt that says "Yale" on it. I've never been to Yale, but nobody knows that, right? So I can pretend, and people will be impressed. "Hey, he has a Yale T-shirt, he must have gone to Yale! Gosh, he's gotta be the smartest person ever!" Hehe, that'll be awesome. She also got me a cardigan. I never really got why they're called cardigans, it looks like a stretched out sweater to me. But it doesn't matter, they both look great on me. The t-shirt shows off my perfectly sculpted body, and the cardigan definitely enhances the hot look.
Hot is the wrong word. I'm not hot, I'm.... ah-hah! I'm stunning. It enhances my stunning look.
Will somebody PLEASE get me the contact information for a lion trapper?!
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