gnoll's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- daytona we were in the basement and i heard the kids down the hall hollaring to their mom upstairs about how the baby crocadile was loose. second later i heard one of the young girls yelp and saw something skuttle across the tile floor behind the hamster case, right next to the shoe box where the iguana sleeps. I called the girls over and when i turned back around the iguana had swallowed the baby crocadile whole, only it's head was left in view and it's eyes were still open. I never knew iguaras went for such large pray, i mean that croc was basically the same size as the iguana. my father was taking two of the girls to florida, but not disneyworld. i figured i'd tag along but i'd need my own lift to the airport so i hopped on the recommended harley davidson jr. sitting in the driveway. It was a little smaller than your average bike, but it looked far sportier. Man though, when cruising along the QEW there were dudes on bicycles passing me, and despite the fact that i could see and hear the shift in gears i couldnt go any faster. 10:04 a.m. - 2001-03-27 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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