What if that dentist actually didn't kill Cecil the Lion and he just has him hidden in some basement somewhere (Canada?) and he is training him to ride like a horse and then one day––out of the freaking blue––he announces a big parade. People will be naturally interested in this parade because it's like "why is the lion-killing dentist throwing a parade?" So everyone is tuned into the parade and, lo and behold, there's Cecil, alive and well, with the dentist mounted on his back with a huge smile on his face, throwing out free dental floss to the raucous crowd.


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