Road signs never lie. Endless seals from this point forward.

Veronica has been stalling, so I’m breaking the story first: there were baby seals. Seal babes. Scooching, flopping, rolling, tumbling, flubs of fatty cuteness. Tears were shed, hearts warmed. Here’s why:





I promise this isn’t the same tube of fat in varying states of wetness.


Told you so.


Let’s close with a stealth shot of the elusive Veronica voyeur. Here she creeps on sleeping seals while breathing heavily.

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