I'll choose my tail. I don't want to mess with it because even if I do get it off it won't regrow right. I'd hold my tail and smack it on the ground to scare people off.
I barf gold. I don't need the money. All the stuff I do belongs to my husband.
I ride the wind on top of a volcano on a cloudy day to be cloaked. Storm clouds work better. Riding the wind that aid my wings in keeping me airborn. Ready to go free my children from captivity. The places that sell anoles used as "feeders" The places that have improper stimulation. Sure some … Read more
Oh three dots. A clue. Blue?
I flew over a human populated area once where there wasn't many clouds to hold my cover. Don't tell anyone. I'm glad I didn't get shot down.