Ok so that little experiment went pretty well I think. It was at lease interesting to see that some people would just accept an invitation without even asking why or commenting about it. Now I have to go try that on the street and see how many people I can be friends with. (If you never hear from me again I probably got stabbed trying this.)
Anywho I went out this morning before I went to work and got some coffee and an egg and cheese. So as Im walking back up to get ready to go to work I see this little bird on the ground just hopping around. It was prolly about 2 or three months old and couldnt really fly that well. Kinda like fluttering around for a few seconds and then landing again. So I think nothing of it and keep walking towards it figuring I'll just get it away from the road and be on my way.
Of course it couldnt be that simple because god finds great humor in torturing me. So as I near the little bird I hear this ear piercing screeching sound and feel a fluttering wind in the back of my head. This is something that would never cross your mind in this situation but appearently mama bird wasnt to keen on the idea of me offering assistence. I shit you not, on my way back from my morning coffee I was attacked by a bird. It was actualy kinda fun afterwards but fuckin freaked me out when it was happening.
In lighter news I cut the tip of my index finger with a razor 5 minutes before I left work. That was fun too.
The end.
Anywho I went out this morning before I went to work and got some coffee and an egg and cheese. So as Im walking back up to get ready to go to work I see this little bird on the ground just hopping around. It was prolly about 2 or three months old and couldnt really fly that well. Kinda like fluttering around for a few seconds and then landing again. So I think nothing of it and keep walking towards it figuring I'll just get it away from the road and be on my way.
Of course it couldnt be that simple because god finds great humor in torturing me. So as I near the little bird I hear this ear piercing screeching sound and feel a fluttering wind in the back of my head. This is something that would never cross your mind in this situation but appearently mama bird wasnt to keen on the idea of me offering assistence. I shit you not, on my way back from my morning coffee I was attacked by a bird. It was actualy kinda fun afterwards but fuckin freaked me out when it was happening.
In lighter news I cut the tip of my index finger with a razor 5 minutes before I left work. That was fun too.
The end.
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tryphyna:
i've tried selling my soul to satan, but he doesn't even want it...