Yeah, I like the ones that are cute and haven't tried to eat me.

[All animals were not created equal in the realms of Tim's affections, okay. Cats and dogs? Wonderful, they were all good boys who only deserved the very best in life. Skags? Awful. Stalkers? Invisible bastards. Torks? Horrible little scorpion spider assholes.]

[There were probably people out there who loved all animals, both the cute and the horrifying, but Tim wasn't one of them. If it would look at him and think he was dinner, nope. No, thank you.]

[The approaching island, however, looked idyllic-- blue water and sandy beaches and not a whole lot of people hanging around. Tourist season must not have been in full swing yet, which was really to their benefit.]

Wow, it looks like something out of a magazine.

[One of those, like, vacation magazines that showed you all of the nice places that you could never afford to visit.]

I've got a pretty good arm. [He'd had a lot of practice, but mostly with grenades. Whatever, though, same skill, right?] What'd you bring for me to throw?