No, I don't mean the kind depicted here:
To the best of my knowledge, anyway. Perhaps the elusive Pegasus camel really does exist. Several, even. I mean, there'd have to be a breeding population, wouldn't there? Maybe they're just shy, like Bigfoot. (What's the plural of Bigfoot, anyway? Bigfeet?)
*Ahem* But I digress. I was thinking of this kind of flying camel:
The ice skating kind. Why was I thinking of that? Because.
Oh, come on. Does one really need a reason to think of ice skating? Isn't it enough that it's there? And, you know, has a vague connection to camels so it's fair game for one of my Hump Day posts?
Yes. Yes, that is enough.
I ice skated once. (Hey, I grew up in south central Texas. Not a lot of ice skating there.) It was at a rink in a mall in Houston. Trust me, gliding around on skinny little blades isn't as easy as it looks. Suffice it to say, my tush was at serious risk of frostbite before the afternoon was over, and I never felt compelled to repeat the experience. But I still like to watch other people do it.*
Do you ice skate? If so, have you ever done a flying camel?**
*Please don't ever quote that line out of context.
**Or that one.