Are they? I don't know! I guess not...
But I had this bird trapped inside the house, I had the window open so it flew in and like a total ****** it was, it didn't know how to get out. It made plenty of attempts to break my window though. What an idiot piece of an animal.
But it was kind of beautiful as well. Not one of those ugly animals or really small ones like insects that you can just kill because you have no feelings for them, because they're ugly and nasty.
So it was a beautiful and colorful bird. I wanted to let it out, plus what was I going to do with it inside? It was going to poop in there anyway and interrupt my day with its presence. But then I started thinking, I need to capture this one with hands. Not likely, so I need something, a device, like a piece of cloth or anything to capture it. But I got thinking, this thing isn't very strong, I need to be careful. WHat? Careful... how? I might smash it. It had small wings that looked fragile.
So I contemplated just capturing the thing with my hands. OH WELL, not going to happen! So... I got to thinking. If I try this thing enough times, it'll get angry or scared or pissed off and it will attack me! No worries, I will win that fight. It was about the size of my fist, I can take the bugger out in a fight for sures.... but it's fast, it might like poke my eye out first. That would definitely call for a day that sucked. So as I was figuring this out, I got angry. Die you bird bastard! You think you can take me out? Listen birdie, you got in here, I already showed you with all international human signs and body language where you can just go and leave this place since you don't like it and keep crashing on my window. You know a) Show some appreciation, you are a guest in here, uninvited. I took you in regardless. b) Stop threatning me with the poking the eyes out thing. That's not cool. c) What are you doing? You're just a stupid little bird. We humans have a saying of bird brains, that means you're stupid!
So I took a blanket, approached the devil. But just as I got close, I thought this blanket is heavy. Could this hurt the bird? I knew it would start wiggling and doing all kinds of fighter pilot maneuvers so I backed down to get something lighter so the thing wouldn't hurt itself. I mean likely it wouldn't hurt itself but hey, I don't know that, I should be sure, I'm not a nazi going back and saying "uuh I didn't know that **** went down!". If you thought about it at least once, you already have the responsibility for yourself.
So as I went to get something lighter, I kind of stumbled so the bird started flying again. Little bastard! You know it wasn't that far away from my back, it just flew right next to me. These things have knives attached to their heads, what if it plungeoned into my back? Now that thing is pissing me off.
So I thought I'd catch it with the heavy blanket. I don't care. It deserves all the pain. I'd let it settle down first though. It settled down next to the window once again, looking to the freedom it doesn't have. Ha-ha! Plus, that thing gets to fly. We don't get to fly, that's wrong. So it can suffer some more for all I care.
I was afraid that if it attacks me, that I'd punch it into death. That would be weird. So I didn't want it to make any defensive moves so I wouldn't have to defend myself and in the process of that, take that sucker out. I might feel bad afterwards. Oh no birdie, I'm not going to kill you even if you want me to! Maybe it was a suicide bird, who knows.
So I approached the window again, but then my heart broke. I saw little... how do say this, the bird was breathing on the window so it got that breathing stuff in it. Humanity awakened me. I can't smash the bird. It breathes and leaves... breathing tales on my window. Then again, bird flu, what the hell, this guy is just like a walking AIDS stick! KILL THE BASTARD NOW!!! SUICIDE PLAGUE SPREADING BIRD! This is like a terrorist!
But then it got into it senses and flew out of the window that was OPEN.
Oh well. But I'm telling you guys, these birds aren't a joke.
But I had this bird trapped inside the house, I had the window open so it flew in and like a total ****** it was, it didn't know how to get out. It made plenty of attempts to break my window though. What an idiot piece of an animal.
But it was kind of beautiful as well. Not one of those ugly animals or really small ones like insects that you can just kill because you have no feelings for them, because they're ugly and nasty.
So it was a beautiful and colorful bird. I wanted to let it out, plus what was I going to do with it inside? It was going to poop in there anyway and interrupt my day with its presence. But then I started thinking, I need to capture this one with hands. Not likely, so I need something, a device, like a piece of cloth or anything to capture it. But I got thinking, this thing isn't very strong, I need to be careful. WHat? Careful... how? I might smash it. It had small wings that looked fragile.
So I contemplated just capturing the thing with my hands. OH WELL, not going to happen! So... I got to thinking. If I try this thing enough times, it'll get angry or scared or pissed off and it will attack me! No worries, I will win that fight. It was about the size of my fist, I can take the bugger out in a fight for sures.... but it's fast, it might like poke my eye out first. That would definitely call for a day that sucked. So as I was figuring this out, I got angry. Die you bird bastard! You think you can take me out? Listen birdie, you got in here, I already showed you with all international human signs and body language where you can just go and leave this place since you don't like it and keep crashing on my window. You know a) Show some appreciation, you are a guest in here, uninvited. I took you in regardless. b) Stop threatning me with the poking the eyes out thing. That's not cool. c) What are you doing? You're just a stupid little bird. We humans have a saying of bird brains, that means you're stupid!
So I took a blanket, approached the devil. But just as I got close, I thought this blanket is heavy. Could this hurt the bird? I knew it would start wiggling and doing all kinds of fighter pilot maneuvers so I backed down to get something lighter so the thing wouldn't hurt itself. I mean likely it wouldn't hurt itself but hey, I don't know that, I should be sure, I'm not a nazi going back and saying "uuh I didn't know that **** went down!". If you thought about it at least once, you already have the responsibility for yourself.
So as I went to get something lighter, I kind of stumbled so the bird started flying again. Little bastard! You know it wasn't that far away from my back, it just flew right next to me. These things have knives attached to their heads, what if it plungeoned into my back? Now that thing is pissing me off.
So I thought I'd catch it with the heavy blanket. I don't care. It deserves all the pain. I'd let it settle down first though. It settled down next to the window once again, looking to the freedom it doesn't have. Ha-ha! Plus, that thing gets to fly. We don't get to fly, that's wrong. So it can suffer some more for all I care.
I was afraid that if it attacks me, that I'd punch it into death. That would be weird. So I didn't want it to make any defensive moves so I wouldn't have to defend myself and in the process of that, take that sucker out. I might feel bad afterwards. Oh no birdie, I'm not going to kill you even if you want me to! Maybe it was a suicide bird, who knows.
So I approached the window again, but then my heart broke. I saw little... how do say this, the bird was breathing on the window so it got that breathing stuff in it. Humanity awakened me. I can't smash the bird. It breathes and leaves... breathing tales on my window. Then again, bird flu, what the hell, this guy is just like a walking AIDS stick! KILL THE BASTARD NOW!!! SUICIDE PLAGUE SPREADING BIRD! This is like a terrorist!
But then it got into it senses and flew out of the window that was OPEN.
Oh well. But I'm telling you guys, these birds aren't a joke.
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