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Just one of those things that I always wondered about. Stags and otters are all very well, but what if you end up with a tiny chameleon or giant blue whale? I mean, it could be a giant tub of nutella…

Anyway, so glad I got around to doing this pic -drawing the less attractive animals was awesome.

Popped it up on Redbubble because they have tote bags and cushions now which is just wow - can grab it also on cards or posters - check it out here!

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One of the first songs I remember liking as a child, still love it now over 30 years later.



Baby bat gets the hiccups (via JimSelleck)

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Masai Giraffe Calf Tumbles Into the World

On April 14, Jamala, a 16 year-old Masai Giraffe, gave birth to a calf at Safari West in California. The calf, named Phoenix, was born on the eve of the total lunar eclipse, making the birth all the more unique and exciting for the zoo. He made a happy landing after his first six-foot plunge to the ground, and was standing on those spindly legs just half an hour later.

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  • Question: Ayn Rand and Harry Potter do not mix. - Anonymous
  • Answer:


    “Give me your wand, boy,” Voldemort hissed.

    “I cannot do that. This wand represents my wealth, which is itself a tangible result of my achievements. Wealth is the product of man’s capacity to think,” Harry said bravely.

    Voldemort gasped.

    “There is a level of cowardice lower than that of the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist.”

    Voldemort began to melt. Harry lit a cigarette, because he was the master of fire.

    “The smallest minority on earth is the individual. Those who deny individual rights cannot claim to be defenders of minorities. The minimum wage is a tax on the successful. The market will naturally dictate the minimum wage without the government stepping in to determine arbitrary limits.”

    Voldemort howled.

    “I’m going to sell copies of my wand at an enormous markup,” Harry said, “and you can buy one like everyone else.”

    Voldemort had been defeated.

    “He hated us for our freedom,” Ron said.

    “No, Ron,” Harry said. “He hated us for our free markets.”

    Hermione ached with desire for the both of them to master her, but nobody paid her any attention. They had empires to build.

    Ayn Rand’s Harry Potter and The Sorcerer’s Stone: by Mallory Ortberg

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