[Keeping a grasshopper as a pet is more offensive than Lance being unable to tell the difference between a rooster and a hen. Roosters are the ones that go errrt-uh-errr-uh-errrrrrrrr and hens are the ones that go brrk, brroock, broock, brk-ooock.
All of a sudden he's forced to cradle one of said lizards, but he's not quite at Lance's level so there's no cradling to be had. He's holding it by either side, underneath its tiny arms. Like a child still, it's not such a cozy embrace.]
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Grasshoppers?
[Keeping a grasshopper as a pet is more offensive than Lance being unable to tell the difference between a rooster and a hen. Roosters are the ones that go errrt-uh-errr-uh-errrrrrrrr and hens are the ones that go brrk, brroock, broock, brk-ooock.
All of a sudden he's forced to cradle one of said lizards, but he's not quite at Lance's level so there's no cradling to be had. He's holding it by either side, underneath its tiny arms. Like a child still, it's not such a cozy embrace.]
You don't -- it's tasting me.
[He's permanently wincing.]