That's a male.
That's a male.
That's a handsome boy.
You are correct. They live at high elevations.
I love these. They remind me of flying crayfish.
He's my favorite animal here. I can feel his positive energy.
I think he had a hectic day and sold out all of his stock and is recovering.
Poor granny. She will get her revenge by bowl flipping and kicking poops out of her enclosure.
Pass the tranya please.
Also, it's a good time to mix their generic name with the brand name. The brand names seem like they were made up by children.
Anything can happen in chaotic space.
Tongues set to max cooling mode.
He's lonely. He misses his people.
That's a mug you do wanna chug.
"Who dares to summon me from a deep slumber!"
That's a nice setup.
Sweet dreams.
How much ground could a groundhog hog if a groundhog could hog ground?
Those torpedoes made me so sad even though I knew everyone was trying their best.
And so many ads...everywhere. Ads on top of ads.
Next you're going to say that captains can't go on dangerous away missions.
The direct translation for "escape pod" in Klingon is "today is not a good day to die pod".
How about Porthos playing water polo with him?
We may never know or fully understand how. It's one of life's great mysteries.
I want to give him a snout smooch.
Pictures of the Moon. "I just think they're neat!"
They're just a couple of wild and crazy guys!
Carpet in a bathroom? When wall to wall carpeting means all walls.
There was another Xindi probe that's only purpose was to harvest Earth meeces.
The 7th Xindi species were rodentia. Reptilian humanoids always eat mice. Haven't you seen "V" before?
Boop!