I don’t know about you, but I often find myself in drawn-out conversations with things that really can’t understand what the hell it is I’m saying.
Things I will do on, essentially, a daily basis:
-Try to reason with the cat.
-Try to reason with a traffic light.
-Yell at a bus.
-Yell at my shoes.
Whatever, it’s not like talking to humans goes any better.
Anyways, I think the moral of this story is: never have a conversation. Ever. With anything or anyone.
Pigeons throw up?
if they eat enough barf, yeah.
Gross.
I saw a hawk or some big bird sitting on the railing of the parking garage today. Right next to my car. I was going to take it home, but I had to go to work.
In Key West, all of the wild chickens would eat out of the KFC dumpster. Birds are f*d up.