"Last night I dreamt that you got a bad haircut and tried to kill yourself by hugging an echidna. How I knew it was an echidna, I'm not so sure. And fortunately it is a very ineffective way to do yourself in."
Follow up messages include a picture of an echidna:
And a description:
Follow up messages include a picture of an echidna:
Echidnas, it's true, are weird. Male echidnas have terrifying, four-pronged fork penises, while female echidnas have "milk patches" instead of nipples. They all have prehensile (seeming) claws, and infant echidnas are, by any standard, objective definition, hideous. Still, the echidna looks like the older character in a children's book about woodland creatures that walks around with a cane, wears pince-nez, fending off an evil steamshovel and, while serious meetings about the imminent steamshovel threat are being conducted in a hollowed out log, unhelpfully interrupts the proceedings to offer each character in turn some of its homemade fig cakes. Only when the creatures have run out of other ideas do they eat the fig cakes, realizing immediately that the cakes temporarily grant them super strength with which they can fend off mechanized interlopers and preserve their virgin dell.
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