I’d like more than anything to feel the cool, large soft ears of a kangaroo. I’d sneak up on him as he dozed peacefully way out in the Australian Outback, and after feeling his ears I’d gently tweak his nose. Then he’d leap up, startled out of his reverie, and go bounding quickly away, and I’d have a good laugh, imagining what he’d look like flying gracefully away over small craters in the one-sixth gravity of the moon.
—Zimmerman Skyrat, 101Bananas.com