Otter Polish
Today on the way back from lunch the phrase “otter polish” popped into my head and will not leave.
I don’t quite know what it means, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be saying it to myself all day.
Otter polish.
Otter polish.
Today on the way back from lunch the phrase “otter polish” popped into my head and will not leave.
I don’t quite know what it means, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be saying it to myself all day.
Otter polish.
Otter polish.
Where do you keep your otters, and why do they require polishing?
I don’t even have any otters.
This is part of the problem.
Poor Nat, he has no otters! Maybe if you’d stop trying to polish them, you could keep them around.
It’s because Spring has sprung and your brain wants you to come to Conneaut to clean the Conneaut Lake Park Mascot, Connie Otter.
Note, that I am NOT Connie Otter
I may wish to come to Conneaut, but I ain’t no otter polisher.
If you say it right, it sounds kinda dirty.