This is the third time I've been injured by Lab heads (note the plural) smashing into my face, but the first two just resulted in split lips, and, yeah, it's like they have metal plating under their fur.
Labs: hearts of gold, heads of steel, and stomachs of cast iron.
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Date: 2012-11-03 03:42 am (UTC)Also.
Fucking OW!
*hands over bag of frozen peas*
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Date: 2012-11-03 04:20 am (UTC)Labs: hearts of gold, heads of steel, and stomachs of cast iron.
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Date: 2012-11-03 04:31 am (UTC)Don't forget the apocalyptic flatulence.
It's a good thing they are generally as sweet as pie and loyal to a fault.