If “ODD” is a pie and two halves,
then a OO is two pies…
The mag-pie stole the H
from the owl… what a hoot!
Yurick was wondering if this incursion into the meanders of the stories during business hours may take its toll on his remarkable efficiency…
Strangely enough, the random quote, never shy of a wink was indicating that an egg was hatching. He was starting to wonder, after seeing that scientists were planning to grow broccoli and cabbages on the moon, that it was indeed not made of cheese, and that there probably was no more easy escape from the Ooh dimension than there was from the intricacies of their impetuous imagination.