It's not that I found the animal asses to be fetching as per our last visit in May. No, because if I did that would group me into that corner of the internet that no one should speak about or exist.
Lego Master Builders,the people who are just that more skilled than you and I (psst, that's why they call them M-a-s-t-e-r-s. It's a true, sad story), designed and built set pieces for exhibition at the Zoo.
Scattered amongst some of the major displays, lego animals lurked. With special passports, you could spot the wild lego beasts and stamp your way through the zoo grounds - proof that you survived a certain type of blockish massacre.
We found about 5 out of the 8. Don't judge us! Having just visited the zoo some months ago, we did not need to wander the exhibit too much again but hit up some of the places we missed in May. Yes, we probably should have at least tried to go find the Lego exhibits but there was callaloo, crab and a Frass waiting at home for us.
It was also decided that since Beetchie had not gone in some years save her last visit for an interview in which there was some snootiness involved on behalf of the staff, that perhaps since she was visiting for the weekend we could make a fun time of it.
The day started though, with a proper mini-Irish breakfast. As it turns out, a mini-Irish breakfast is anything but mini.
|At $5.00, it was a great deal. And one can only imagine what a full Irish entails.|
|Beetchie rather likes her egg all runny and over easy. She sickens me. Bwaha. I keed.|
|The white pudding. I'm not sure what white pudding is but I want some right now.|
|Hidden under the bacon, just peeking over the top, is your black pudding.|
Speaking of the monorail, as we mentioned before, the best time to go on the monorail if you're going to do it is right when the zoo opens. The animals are somewhat active except that bastard Walter the Red Panda who continues to avoid my camera shots - it's been years at this point, the little jerk.
Unlike our guide David the last time, we had a Robert. Robert, I think, right H1? Anyway, he was not nearly as funny as David but he was a tad entertaining. Again, we gazed upon some deer asses, peacocks and observed the bossy elephant, Patty. For some reason, Beetchie was amused by this bossy elephant named Patty. H1, please deal with her.
|Some deer kicking peacock asses? Or maybe he was peeing. I can't be sure.|
|giant! sources of food. In a zombie apocalypse, I know where I'm headed.|
|Awww, sleepy Pumps. Uh, I mean, sleepy tiger.|
|Aww, so cute.|
This time, we saw a bunch of lazy lions. I rather see a lazy lion than one trying to give me menacing mouths and dirty looks.
|Oh, heh heh. Psy me no mind. I was only kidding.|
I'm not sure why that is but perhaps I have a face that is easy to insult in such a manner. I do not appreciate it in the least, but I have come to expect such asshattery every where I go. It's so common knowledge to friends that even Frass, in a text earlier that day, told me to have a good time at the zoo and take lots of pictures of animal asses for him.
And yet, what happened at the next exhibit was shocking even to me.
|I almost died|
I don't ever have to look at another animal ass again. This was the biggest insult I have ever endured.
If that was not bad enough, I got the creepy eye from a stalker not far away.
|Stop with the stank face.|
|Uh huh. I saw you. I got my eye on you.|
|Indeed, the jig is up.|
|The wild giraffe on safari. Those unsuspecting fools don't even know what they're missing.|
|The wild giraffe is pretty beady eyed there.|
Past the mouse house and the chinchilla I failed to see, was the reptile house and three little froggy friends.
|He's not a lego masterpiece but this bronze or whatever statue is pure brilliance.|
I saw my crocs, but I also saw sad, bleak futures for some frogs. It was terrible.
|He was probably already pooped out by now...|
|So cute, so happy|
|Other than some food we saw...|
|and more asses|
|And hilarious toads, there was not much more I could photograph in the dark rooms of the Reptile house without blinding their senses.|
|The salmon in the mouth was so cute.|
|Fat little bear. So harmless except to some salmon|
|Hungry, aye? I saw a salmon a ways back.|
|No BH, don't do it! It's a trick! NOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooooo|
|Curse you too.|