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An appeaser is one who feeds a crocodile — hoping it will eat him last.


Henry has a stick. There's a bit of green about. I kept an eye out for crocodiles, but they are never easy to spot in the long grass.

If we spot one, I have a plan. It involves the stick, but I don't want to show my hand too early.
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Roddy said…
As a crocodile looks like a log when submerged, would the stick be thrown in to confuse said crocodile into thinking that he/she may be related and attempt to strike up a conversation, thus allowing Henry to affect an escape? Only a thought.
24 June 2009 at 20:39
yamini said…
U are right in keeping ur cards closed.

U never knw, may be the croc is reading this blog and it might get hold of ur plans in advance.

Hi Henry!!!!!
24 June 2009 at 20:46
Sue said…
I think the stick may not be needed...Henry looks like he is perfecting his mesmerising stare. Perhaps he will just hypnotise the croc and you can make a clean getaway!
I hope I haven't given anything away...I agree with yamini that the croc may indeed be reading this blog and we should be careful!
And sweet Roddy..I'm sorry but your idea sounds a bit far fetched. Crocodiles hardly ever stop to speak to relatives when lurking in the grass. Everyone knows that!?? Tsk!
24 June 2009 at 22:23
Hallam said…
oh god, you're already training him to wear shorts in winter.
25 June 2009 at 10:54
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, you're sick.
25 June 2009 at 15:21
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he says hello.
25 June 2009 at 15:21
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, it is too cold for crocs today.
25 June 2009 at 15:21
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, it was his choice.
25 June 2009 at 15:22
Dina said…
I hope Henry didn't hear the news about several Aussie children falling victim to crocodiles. When my Dean (5) came to visit, apparently he had. When we walked in the woods and the jackals started yapping, I said in Hebrew "Shma, tanim!" But tanim (jackals) sounds like tanin (crocodile), and he became very concerned and asked if we have crocs in Israel.
25 June 2009 at 19:10
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, he loves crocodiles, primarily because of the their tendency to eat people, I think.
2 July 2009 at 13:57
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