Last week I ventured north to the Dallas Zoo. Their zoo is pretty kick ass even if they didn’t let me adopt a penguin, who I named Theodore Roosevelt, thereby crushing my dreams of having a best friend who wears a tuxedo at all times. Sigh. Someday. They also have something called a Swamp Monkey, which contrary to popular belief, is NOT what happens after you eat too much Indian food. Who knew?
I did meet a great giraffe, but the zoo wouldn’t let me adopt him either.
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