This cute defenseless baby blog goes out to my good friend Lily. She is a professional bird caller. Like she competes in competitions, because they have those. I just figured there was an iphone app for this. Alas, she goes all Merlin the Magician and secret morse codes some bird braille kinda like Helen Keller did I think. And abracadabra birds appear. Poor defenseless fluffy tweety birds. This is where a normal person would bring them home to play and maybe invite to dinner or a sleepover party. But no. Lily mass murders them and feasts on their raw meat...maybe even while they are still squawking. BIG FAT SAD FACE!
Friday, March 25, 2011
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