So I wore an salmon on my head, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. “Gimme five bees for a quarter,” you’d say. Now where were we… oh yeah. The important thing was that I had an salmon on my head, which was the style at the time. I didn’t have any pink salmon, because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big white ones…
Can they live that long? Maybe one of them remembered and had a nostalgia moment, then the rest of the pod caught up
Grandpa orca trying to amuse a baby
– Grampa Orca
I just hope the young orcas are doing it ironically.