Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Wile E. Coyote, genius. I am not selling anything nor am I working my way through college.
And what would Wile E. Coyote be without his nemesis, Road Runner?
Does Wile E. Coyote ever catch Road Runner?
🙂 Beep! Beep! 🙂
Now then, I can easily understand why it should puzzle you that a person of my intelligence, I.Q. 207 super genius, should devote his valuable time chasing this ridiculous road runner, this bird that appears to be so skinny, scrawny, stringy, unappetizing, anemic, ugly and misbegotten. Ah, but how little you know about road runners. Actually, the road runner is to the taste buds of a coyote, what caviar, champagne, filet mignon and chocolate fudge are to the taste buds of a man.
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My dad used to love those cartoons! They do look very versatile and clever, don’t they? I suspect they are much more competent than the cartoon gives them credit for! I love the one sticking his head up among the greenish sage (I think that’s sage?). Super shot of the road runner running across the road!!! 🙂
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Thanks, Claudia! I’m about to start my yearly travels out West again, and hopefully encounter many more coyotes & road runners!
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