What is wrong with people? And better yet, I'm surprised his wife hasn't stuck his phone - or whatever he used to take those nasty pictures - up an orifice that's typically exit-only. She's gonna have enough one day and then it's gonna be on like Donkey Kong. Whatever that means. I hear it occasionally and it sounds funny, but the concept of jumping over barrels thrown by an electronic donkey is another kind of disturbing for another entry. I wonder if he's related to Sasquatch, or that Yeti that stole the Wheat Thins?
But I digress ...
Anyway, it reminds me of why it's so good to be a bird. We're cheerful, happy, innocent little beings that don't bother anybody. We just bop along, day in and day out, sharing our love and joy. No nasty pictures of our private parts because we have them discretely hidden inside. And we don't have hands or thumbs, so we couldn't take indecent pictures anyway. We just love, and snuggle, and Ollie sings sweet songs and we live in joy.
I'm not sure what's wrong with humans, but it makes me so glad I'm a bird. Life is good for us.
That's all today. Enjoy the rest of your week.