[To the parrot again, it's almost like talking to Pink. And then to Angela again.] I don't think I can handle a peacock, too showy, high maintenance. I could give it your number.
You don't have to be hairy to be a furry. You just have to get your rocks off on animals or at least pretending to be animals while having sex, I mean yiffing.
[With more enthusiasm, like they're fucking cool, because with Angela one never knows if she actually may have liked someone who made a living being a clown.]
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