Given that I fill up a kitchen bag full of garbage every time I walk the beach when I go to Lincoln City, my initial love for the idea has soured considerably since then....

Deaf really, really, REALLY don't care to be lumped into the "disabilities" category; they're pretty passionate about being Deaf, actually.

Sayed, meet Barbara Gordon. And Charles Xavier. And Roger Bochs. And Taki Matsuya. And....

"...but does not come with a beautiful woman included."

But does the bed include a beautiful woman to come with it?

But they could be. "The Semaphore Society" by Kate Heartfield, gives an idea of how emoji-as-language would work.

I'd be inclined to put little sunglasses on the bun; make it look like Cousin It and I were conjoined twins joined at the YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

Or add some googly eyes and antenna that are only visible when the hat is taken off. Or embed a glass eye in the bun, part the hair so that it's just barely peeking out...

I wasn't aware beavers could change their gender at will.

Or she's the Gatekeeper. Either way.