birds of a feather...
Do you hear that? That, is the sound of the elusive skibbity-jibbity bird. You can see it over there playing with it's friend the tucka-tucka bird, there are always several of those around the skibbity-jibbity birds, then, the similar appearing, usually near, the tucka-tucka, is, the sucka-sucka bird, who usually chases after the skibbity jibbity birds, but are normally too worn out after chasing them around all night to really care, about the jiblets, of the skibbity-jibbity bird.
You can normally find, the skibbity-jibbity, at any homeless shelter, near home depot's and Lowe's, and in dumpsters and for whatever reason, going through people's junk mail.
Over here now, we've got a specially rare sighting, of, the boner-boner bird, now, that bird, besides being the boss of all the other birds, has one thing in common, with the skibbity-jibbity bird, that is, every where he goes, there's a big, giant, boner, sticking out, of them jeans. Evvywhere. An all of em too now, so, an the boner boner bird, employs, the sucka sucka, the tucka tucka, an the skibbity jibbity birds, all to get him all the cold hard cash, and any snacks and mates he might require. Now, notice, how the boner boner birds, are very selective, in who they allow, around them, and because the boner boner birds also have the largest beaks, they can also peck the living crap, out of any
competing boner boner birds, now, call me a cuckoo, or call me an owl, but, those boner boner birds, are always getting screamed at by another kind of bird, the greater big blue fucka fucka birds. Now the big blue fucka-fucka, is another kind of bird entirely, in that it has the habit, of capturing all these other kinds of birds, and making them change their feathers, into orange, feathers. A ritual known to the fuckas, as jailbirding. Now jailbirding has gone on since before the very first of the skibbity jibbity birds ever appeared, back when humans were alive, I believe it was what one human used to refer to as thinking, and behaving, I think the man was run out of town though because he couldn't come up with one word for both thinking, and behaving, and so, all the cats, that were in the cradle, got let out of the bag, and they grew up into ferocious jungle cats, and they ate all the dogs, who by then had been let out for centuries, but they ate them all, and the cats got hungry again and they ate all the humans too. So, here we are, looking at the behavior of all these strange birds., Thinking about what ways to go about behaving in the most survivable way, the fucka-fuckas, turn everybody orange, the sucka-sucka, when they're not sucking up everything in sight, mostly will nest with the boner-boner bird, because he usually has the most food, and also, the lesser big blue fucka-fucka bird is always in a very servile position, to the boner boner birds, it should be noted however, that the lesser big blue fucka-fucka bird, somewhere through evolution, has lost the ability, to change the feathers of the other birds, mostly due to its cooperative efforts and unflinching loyalty to the boner boner birds. Now, oddly enough, the fucka fucka bird, does not, nor has had any REASON, to carry around a large boner with him at any time! See, the greater big blue fucka fucka bird, has been in a secret society of fucka fucka birds for centuries now, and those graduating into society, will now have a mark on their beaks, granting them all permissions, to break into any and all residences, nests, lofts, hulls and previews. To search and seize, any and all suspiciously profitable materials the boner boner birds and their acquaintances may have acquired. To boldly eak out, one of a million meek realizations that, YOU AINT SHIT MOTHAFUCKA!
Now, the you ain't shit mothafucka corporation, and it's management, can come an stick they dick up yo butt, ANY TIME THEY WANT!an ain't shit you can do to stop them, cos if you do, you getting orange feathers, an a crash course in bein a sucka sucka bird@!! Any and all dissapointments disregarding your potential regards, no matter how good you lick my boots, is gonna be thrown, to a pack of wild skibbity-jibbity birds. And them peckers is MEAN! Now, if you or anyone nesting with you now, has any information on where to find, any of these, boner boner birds, and does not give it up immediately, you will be turning orange, immediately. And so will your management. The preceding messages were broughtto you by the steel toed boot corporation, the option for Tabasco or Sriracha sauce COVERING, the boots, has been temporarily suspended because you were a dumbass and got yourself involved in a marketing scheme, with those damned boner boner birds!
©danjor
D