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They are rajas, not ranis. Men.:smile04: You can never get them to go to the barbershop...
Something came to mind:
Once, meeting a lion,
The barber was frightened at first,
And, with difficulty finding the words,
He said very politely:
"To always be beautiful,
You need to trim your whiskers and mane
About twice a year!"
What happened next?
It's clear to everyone who knows the lion -
Trimming him is like playing with fire.
We won't continue the story:
The lion, shorn like a poodle,
Ate the poor fellow like pudding,
Ate him with all his belongings! (c)
Oh, sorry, sorry for the off-topic... It just reminded me.:smile32: