"Voluptuous, Charlie!" I couldn't admit it. "Let's have a go at her!" This wasn't like the other times. "Ya' nervous?" he asked. "Ha-ha-ha!" I started to sweat. I mean, don't they have a mind of their own? Are they indestructible? And what's with the tennis ball? I was afraid to ask. He continued, "Ya' know, every time you're over here, I know it's gonna be a hoot!" I hooted. Maybe it was a nervous reaction. Maybe I really meant it. Maybe I'm descended from a race of owls who slowly evolved into mankind. I mean, should I really think that it's coincidence that I can turn my head almost all the way around?
Stay tuned for Part II...
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