buzzards, not geezers

i journeyed to pet smart the other day. theyre planning something. those birds. funny, i didnt feel it much when walking past the other creatures. but those birds. all of em. chirping, hopping... we cant understand their chirpy conversations. i mean, think about it. imagine you...as a bird. what a wonderful life! feeling the wind flow through your wings and...BAM! into a net....well, maybe a net wouldnt make a BAM noise, but thats not the point. the point is those birds! theyre planning something. those birds. im serious! we gotta watch out! maybe someday...ill free them. those birds. cause personally, i dont really feel like being killed by a bird wound to the head...or where ever else they pound theyre beaks into...but anyways, yea. thats my story of them. those birds. excuse me now as i finish my chocolate pie. im out.
-guy that is becomeing sick because of consumation of too many halls cough drops-