Every night my geko friends and I gather on the veranda to have a barbeque. It's a fabulous tradition, and there is always so much to talk about. Mostly they just listen to me as I'm screaming like a girl who just kissed Tom Cruise. I must say I am the geko's biggest fan. Once I tried to invite one into the house, but they didn't want to come and I inadvertently cut of its tail. The tail then proceeded to wiggle around the porch while it was detached from its owner. Since then I haven't tried to invite them inside. Plus Andrew probably wouldn't enjoy having them in the house as much as I would. In fact, it's the only time Andrew has ever really said "no" to me. I mean, lighten up! Who wouldn't want to sleep, eat, drink, and play with gekos who are freely roaming your house?
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