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"Damn, forgot the ears. Well, I have these ears left over from that Lesser Horned Dingbat project that never worked out. They'll have to do." That cracked me up. Great turn of a phrase.

Visiting with wife and daughters in our Sundays best, it was Sunday, the Zoo in Rotterdam, the Netherlands. We met the same experience. Staying at a distance it seemed he protested for not getting any food deposited into the opened mouth. It waited a little longer, turned around and seemed to want to punish us. Spraying its feces around. Much later in life I heard the meaning of the nasty habit.