I was sitting on my deck today when a bird flew about 5 inches over my head and crashed into the backdoor. It sort of wedged itself between the glass door and the screen. It didn't try to move, it just sat there... So I got a spoon and pushed it out from between the doors and it still just sat there. So I broke up some bread (stale!) and threw it at the little weirdo. My offering was ignored. I wisely decided to hide in my house until the bird went away. The bird was about 1/100th my size, but it had a scary little beak.
In related news, a new comic.
In related news, a new comic.
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Your macho-ness astounds and perplexes. Keep it comin'.
I am in awe of your courage.
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Atleast it didn't poop on you~
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YUCK! I hate poop!
You should've squealed like a girl and cried inside your house.
God, don't you know how manliness works?
Tch.
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