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Gecko humor is badly underrated
I should know. Remember the classic best seller, Gecko Humor or Lizard Laughter? I wrote that. My full legal name is Elizabeth Lizard, but I'd appreciate it if you'd just call me Missy. Would YOU like it if people called you Lizzy Lizard? That's what my boy-gecko CCS classmates did. CCS? Forgot you wouldn't know that, you being human and all. That's Cricket Catching School, which we all are supposed to pass before leaving the pet shop. Repeating with baby types? Bummer. Oh, not me. I aced every class. Stalking, Pouncing, even Crunching. To prove it, here's my graduation photo:
Beautiful, aren't I? Just can't help admiring myself in the glass of my castle, the safety-fortress-home you humans call a cage. My humans are smart; they removed all the high-climbing stuff just for me. Oh, you didn't know? Yes. That's right. Our anorexic wild cousins do climb a lot in perfect safety. For those of us who grow to majestic proportions, though, it's not so safe. Our little sticky-feet can't always hold us. Feeding is something we all care about, but true gecko humor takes a specialist. I'll be writing an article now and then for The Ghost Post Humor E-zine, and I'm not like those silly boy-geckos from school. They think it's funny when I'm full and extra crickets jump on my flat head to take a nap. I just think it's a cool place to carry lunch. Feel free to send us your gecko humor stories, even the boy-gecko ones, attention: Missy. Talk atcha soon, Missy
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