I like to fight lions bare handed.
Just last week, I was out looking for a lion to wrassle. It was in the morning and it was cold. I had on my overcoat.
Suddenly, there he was! King of the jungle! Opener for lots of movies.
I jumped down from the rover. I took off my overcoat.
Men screamed!
Women fainted!
The lion ran away!
I had forgotten to put on my loin cloth.
( A tip of the hat to Red Skelton)
Red was the greatest!
One of our cats is named after him: Clem Kadiddlehopper.
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LOL!