Gherkin ☑️ (thelastgherkin)'s status on Thursday, 22-Nov-12 09:07:42 UTC
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"Now now fellows, I'm sure we can settle this all amiably." Gideon the griffon was backed into a corner; driven up a tree; forced against a wall. More literally, he was being pushed slowly towards the edge of a snowy cliff. "This totem belongs in a museum," he said, but the jewel thieves continued to glare at him beneath their balaclavas. "Fisticuffs it is, then." Just then, he caught a glimpse of a silhouette above him. "Actually, change of plan. Tally ho, chums!" With that, he did a back dive from the cliff edge... and rose majestically. "Did you bally well forget I had wings? Come on now." The figure above him took that as a queue to stomp against their own ledge, causing a mighty snowfall to drop on the thieves, enveloping them entirely. Gideon looked up at the shadow of the giraffe, framed against the sun. He watched as she dropped down his missing pith helmet to him; picking it up, he read the note she'd left inside. "Well blow me down. Sounds like a laugh riot!" he said.
