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26.11.08

Tigers

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Run across George’s shooting party, looking excessively proud of themselves, having bagged another tiger.  As the authorities, concerned for George’s safety, previously cleared the area of dangerous tigers, replacing them with old, sick tigers, which they sedate and leave in George’s path, I wonder how George and his yellow-bellied lackeys would compare to their ancestors, if they came across a healthy tiger.  I, lacking any sense of pride regarding remaining uneaten, would run away as fast as possible. Nonetheless, I rather hope that George and his lickspittles do encounter a vigorous tiger and, if it can stomach such lily-livered fare, I trust that the tiger will eat them.

 

Professor Humperdink’s Diary