A selection of Various Birds
Still Wondering
Eustace was still wondering why he hadn’t been picked during the NBA draft, not even the 23rd choice–he had long legs, he was fast, and he even had that cute little “soul patch” on his chin that a lot of the guys had. Maybe the NBA teams wanted players with more tattoos . . . . . David, Sf.G.
A Bad Name
Steve (center) was complaining to his buddies, Howard (left) and Guillermo (right), that one of the presidential candidates had given them all a bad name by calling the other candidate “A vulture capitalist”. Guillermo reminded him that nobody took what they said seriously, and that as usual, 99% of the politicians gave the other 1% a bad name. . . . . David, Sf.G.
Modern Ranching
After getting his degrees in animal husbandry and ranch science from the University of Phoenix (on line), Chick had applied for and gotten a Federal grant to try to raise native prairie dogs to feed hungry raptors and coyotes. He wished there was a way to prevent those stupid cows and the horses from stepping on some of his little herd; it not only ruined a good meal, it drew those loathsome vultures . . . . David, Sf.G.
The Law of Unintended Consequences
When, towards the end of the hummingbird season, Bruno forgot to change the sugar water, the sun worked its magic turning the sweet concoction to a crude form of rum, and of course the guys for miles around all came for a short snort. It quickly became clear why airline pilots are forbidden to drink before flying . . . . David, Sf.G.
Hats Off
Larry was pretty well ready for winter, plenty of feathers to keep him warm, except for his head. He would prefer a classy camel colored Homburg or a navy beret, but finding anything in his head size was all but impossible. Not even eBay or Amazon had anything. Once again, it looked like he was going to be buying a pair of ladies “small” ski socks and cutting an opening for his beak and two eye holes. That was going to be it. He was pretty sure this was not going to attract the ladies. . . . . David, Sf.G.
I’m Outta Here!
David was really shy and very private, so when his girlfriend started talking about getting married, he was nervous. When she started talking about a lavish 500 guest wedding with Dire Straits playing at the reception at a cost that would put them in debt for 20 years, his response was “I’m Outta Here”. . . . . David, Sf.G.