If you can’t stand the heat…

Reporting from ringside, Mynah Bird announced to radio audience, “And the Champ is down! Not so much like a sack of potatoes as a box of curly fries. I’ve seen more composure, much less composition, in a pile of hash browns. Someone stick a fork in him, this spud is baked!”

Caught Up

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“Oh my!” Smokey Shrew splashed water on her face and looked in the mirror. “I can’t believe I said that. I never use that kind of language. Bollocks! Oh, I said it again. How cathartic!”

Father’s Turn

“What?” American Yorkshire looked at his wife, then at their entire litter strapped into the back of the convertible with the top down, then back at her. “I’m going to the carwash. Where do you think I’m going?”