Chapter 49, In Which Amalah Goes to the Zoo

and finds it wanting… (please be aware that the language in this entry could be classified as “sailor-grade swearing.”

But I have to admit, despite attending DCist’s excellent party for the little guy last night, I can’t give a flying fuck about a baby panda. Seriously. It’s a baby panda. It’s moderately cute. But really, are panda bears that damned interesting that there is a whole reservation system just to see them? I just don’t get it.

Maybe someone can explain to me the lure of the pandas in the comments here, because, really, people, Pandas. Seriously. What the fuck?

This post appeared in its original form at DC Metblogs

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