Imagine being a stick
insect. Imagine it.
You'd be forever going, "oh, is that Steve?" and then you'd have to walk all the way up to the twig, and go, "oh, nope, just another twig." "hey, he looks hot, i'm gonna walk over and say hi to her -- oh, nope, nope...just another stick again..." "yes, finally we meet up -- oh, oh, sorry, that's a twig..."
It's hard. It's a hard life, being a stick insect.
You'd be forever going, "oh, is that Steve?" and then you'd have to walk all the way up to the twig, and go, "oh, nope, just another twig." "hey, he looks hot, i'm gonna walk over and say hi to her -- oh, nope, nope...just another stick again..." "yes, finally we meet up -- oh, oh, sorry, that's a twig..."
It's hard. It's a hard life, being a stick insect.
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