If you can’t see the birds, look inside my dog’s mouth

I’d like to apologize for blaming birds for my poor grades in sex ed class.

To make up for calling them names a few days ago, I decided to throw them to a party.

I got lots of delicious food and sent out invitations.

After setting up a lovely buffet, I waited for them to arrive.

Nobody showed up. How rude.

Granted, the flower bed looked a bit messy.

Were the birds turning up their beaks at the sorry state of my yard?

After a while, somebody showed up to the party.

At least some people around here have some class.

Come to think of it, she was awfully hungry when she arrived.

Uh oh. I think I know where all the birds are…

When she burped, I swear I heard a “tweet.”

Perhaps I owe my avian friends another apology…