WHALE, I'LL BE DAMNED

by Farfalla
I can't believe it. There's a crazy man swimming in my whale tank.

I hope he's not a terrorist. Then again, I doubt he's out to do us any mischief. Probably just some harmless hippie who fried too many brain cells on some plant substance or other.

Is he trying to *pet* my whales?

By the time I storm outside, he's climbing out of the tank. I start yelling at him, but suddenly I'm distracted.

His wet clothes, clinging to him like they were painted on, leave nothing to the imagination.

Damn, I bet even Gracie thought he was hung.

COSMiC DUCKLiNG