The Smoked Salmon had a wonderful little, ehh, Polliwog (?) the other day. When The Smoked Salmon was pregnant old dudes approached me all the time and said things like, "oh, man, it's all over...you're life is over." The female version of this was worse. Women approached The Smoked Salmon and launch into unsolicited descriptions of the horrors of their spawning.
So far none of this is has proven true. The delivery was painful but bearable thanks to modern medicine, and for the moment, I am alive.
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I'm not sure what you call the offspring of a canoe and a salmon, but I bet it's very good at going upriver.
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