I, too, was always creeped-out by Wilson.
Maybe she’d had a bad run-in with an armadillo?
lol, in the recommended videos afterwards… phew!
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only fruit will remain.
I bet the baby tipped him off.
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