No, no, of course not (resisting the temptation to say it is the ent of the beginning) . . . just hoon do you think yer addressin' here?
There is no ent in sight.
Oh, mais non mon amie . . .
The will be a happy entling.
Ent-ire-lee ignored, thank you very much....
Those things are heavens ent!
Sometimes it's not whether there is a sound or not,
but rather, what type of sound is made.
That must have been a rather squishy sound, you'd think . . .
LOL @ the pic CodeBorg.
The poor little thing. Awwwwwwww.
Just might be able to get a pair of slippers out of it. :wink:
Go for the hat with a nice bill.
That beaver had my kind of 'luck.' c.i.
Squish the Beaver....I think I saw that flick at some university frat party....
Now since the beaver was there when the tree fell, it could have heard it fall; however at the specific "squish" time the beaver stopper hearing it fall, therefore it didn't fall; therefore it didn't squish the beaver; therefore it (the beaver) could here it falling; therefore it did fall...................
(this could turn out to be a very long post)
Was that a toga party, Cav?
you mean foraging vestiges, don't you?
Well those farging bastages!
It was a setup.
The beaver took the fall.
Nobody else heard nuthin'.
Or at least nobody dared to say...
I would tell you if I remembered
