As a youth, my family chose to go elsewhere on vacation on not flock to Florida like many of my peers. For better or worse, I never got to stop in at South of the Border, land of kitsch, fireworks and horrible misrepresentation of the mexican culture. But I had to do it. Bucket list, folks.
Zoo got mauled by a large, orange dog.
For some reason, this energized him.
I was confused, and wandered in the the mad hattery.
This was a big no... So I bought a cheap drum. Zoo keeps rhythmically banging on things. I think he's going mad...