The Pyschotic Birds from Hell began screeching at my window at 4 am this morning. What kind of bird finds it enjoyable to SING at 4 in the morning?!? The sun is even smart enough to be asleep at that hour. But these aptly named bird-brained freaks began their day with a quick crap on somebody’s car and a full-blown neurotic symphony at what seemed to be just my window. All 1,567,892 of them. And maybe it was just my sleep-deprived imaginings, but I could swear they were shrieking Katy Perry’s “Firework”.
~Patti
Monday, June 20, 2011
I Might Take Up Hunting After All
I Might Take Up Hunting After All
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