Surfers are friends, not food.

That's wonderful!

It reminds me of my old wood shop. It was in an old barn and so working in it wasn't a whole lot different than working out of doors. There was always some critter or other scurrying in through holes in the siding. For several years I had a family of wrens (our state bird!) take up residence in a corner. When their young were beginning to venture out of the nest I would have to take care not to step on them as they hopped around on the floor. None of them took much notice of me but I enjoyed watching them.

HAHA, thanks for that, you've brightened my day.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG! OMG! SCREAAAAAAAAAAAMMMM like a girl, on YouTube, all over the internet, for the whole world to see. He's never gonna live that down, poor guy.

Eat sphere, get gas.

It's Daphne in trousers!

Or trousers in Daphne, perhaps.

Embarrassing. It looks like she spent a long layover in an airport bar.

"The drive-through clerk refused to serve her, citing company policy. That apparently did not sit well with the woman, because she then walked inside the outlet …still on horseback! The horse pooped on the floor..."

WOOHOOO! You just made my day! It's exactly the sort of thing I would have done when I was young and dumb. I LOVE IT!

"MARRY ME" A warning to all who would risk a dramatic public proposal.

You won't be seeing this one on YouTube.