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Huddling like American football players
these sea lions seem to be plotting the next play, and from the look
on their faces I get the feeling it may be pretty devious. It probably
sounds something like, "See that photographer over there? Fred, you
get under his knees. Sammy, you charge until he backs up and
falls over Fred. Blubby, once he's down, I'll sit on his face, while you
grab that dreadful memory card and make a run for the sea. Okay, let's
break on 'three'.
One, two, three!" |
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