Bring it on
Fight!!! We had two like that one time…she attacked me and my great-grandpa shot her.
Originally posted on Bananawolf's Blog:
He���s baaaaaaaaaaack. Yes, he is waiting in the grassy knoll, his neck bobbing up and down. His partner is sitting demurely beside him, in the grass. They remind me of Bonnie and Clyde, preparing for the big heist. I say, ���Don���t give me that innocent look. No way am I parking my car by you two goofs.��� I park several spaces away from them. And tiptoe my way into the building. I am inside, unharmed.
Then the fun begins. Clyde suddenly gets cocky. He moves his big fluffy body up near the entrance to the building and assumes his sentry position, carefully picking his victims as they run toward the door.
It is a scene out of a Stephen King film. Dozens of women and men, stealthily advancing toward the building, while the king of birds sits waiting patiently, ready to strike with his weapon of wings. He has a���
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