20 February 2013
The sloth usually would just lay around on a hot summer day, but today, little sloth wanted to swing from tree to tree. So he did, he climbed the tree and grabbed each branch swinging enjoying the breeze. Unfortunately, little sloth died. He was swinging and mistook his arm for a branch and fell to his death.
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The Sloth • Opuss № I