I’ve had the “there are no cats in America and the streets are paved with cheese” song stuck in my head for a week straight. And I haven’t heard it since I was like 5.
I doubted myself that dugongs were real, because when I googled them, I spelled them as dewgong, like the Pokémon and I am just now realizing how boring this tweet is. Dugong/dewgong.
Currently on the hunt for the perfect karaoke audience that will at once be enchanted by my rendition of and will also be jocularly tolerant of my 20-minute dance-rendition of the Grateful Dead’s “Sugaree.”