I went for a walk this evening and when we stopped to play by the gnarled oak tree, there were two creepy sloths hanging from the top, just staring at me. The shredded burlap sacks they wore seemed like an extension of their matted fur; both were green with mildew. Everywhere I went, their red eyes followed, and I soon suspected their intention.
It's a good thing I did too because as soon as I dove towards the stroller to grab my mirror shield, they both blasted where I had been standing with their laser vision. I wasn't having any of that today, I came to have fun under the gnarled oak tree. So I fixed my mirror shield upon my back, and continued playing on the ground. If they tried to blast me again, it would simply be reflected back into their faces, and they'd meet their demise.
Some people think sloths are slow moving, but really, they're slow thinking. It's a good thing my foes are sloths and not bobcats!
It's a good thing I did too because as soon as I dove towards the stroller to grab my mirror shield, they both blasted where I had been standing with their laser vision. I wasn't having any of that today, I came to have fun under the gnarled oak tree. So I fixed my mirror shield upon my back, and continued playing on the ground. If they tried to blast me again, it would simply be reflected back into their faces, and they'd meet their demise.
Some people think sloths are slow moving, but really, they're slow thinking. It's a good thing my foes are sloths and not bobcats!
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