Today, I woke up thinking about Chorkies, a breed Neil claims is a mix of bok choy and turkeys, but is actually a cross between Yorkies and Chihuahuas.
And now, let's eavesdrop on giraffes.
Gigi: Mon Dieu. Girard, you've grown up. We'll have to find you a tall girl, and soon.
Girard: I can see you're having some trouble reaching that leaf. Let me get it for you, Gigi. [pulls a branch down and passes it to her] A pleasure to see you again.
Gigi: [chewing] Very kind, Girard.
Girard: May I say, your tongue is a lovely shade of black today?
Gigi:[stops chewing] Girard? [starts chewing again] Good heavens. I was a calf with your mother.
Girard: [stretching his neck to reach the highest leaf] Just an observation. You know I've always remembered the way you looked that day you killed the lion, that power hoof to his chest. Fierce.
Gigi: [ ... ]
Girard: Do you know that some humans thought we were a cross between camels and leopards?
Gigi: Ha! As if my spots were that tiny! Sasha would love that. You should tell her that.
Girard: [chewing, looking away over the savanna] I'd rather tell you.
Gigi: Oh Girard. You and your prehensile tongue.
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