Crunch crunch...
Crunch crunch...
“And that, young one, is the food chain in action. And one day, you too will be felled, whether by beast or time.”
Crunch crunch...
He stuffs the rest of the potato in his mouth, along with another two, then finally hands one to the doctor.
"Is a peri peri tasty? Is it more like gravel or dead skin?"
He’s talking to a sparrow.
He stuffs the rest of the potato in his mouth, along with another two, then finally hands one to the doctor.
"Is a peri peri tasty? Is it more like gravel or dead skin?"
There's a half-eaten one in his hand.
He stuffs the rest of the potato in his mouth, along with another two, then finally hands one to the doctor.
"Is a peri peri tasty? Is it more like gravel or dead skin?"
There's a half-eaten one in his hand.
now what are you doing in that potato sack?
There's a half-eaten one in his hand.
The youth's smile was almost too big for his wrinkled, chestnut face.
The youth's smile was almost too big for his wrinkled, chestnut face.