I'm going to sleep in the woods this weekend and listen to the supper song of the barred owl as he chows down on platefuls of spotted owls, and contemplate beluga autoimmune hemochromatosis. I still think, all in all, nature works, but sometimes you have to wonder.
question: who cooks for yoooooooo!
mompoet - owlish AND leviathan
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There are a few books on the subject, some very
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