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[birdpungoeshere]

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[Scratching, caw, caw.] This...

This ain't right.

And I think it's cannibalism.

Where do the schmucks in charge come up with this stuff, huh?

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[ooc Chicken Ice Cream, poor birdbrain.]

Comments

[bitingnightmare]

What's your poison?

[birdpungoeshere]

Chicken.

...Don't tell me somebody out there makes eyeball ice cream.

[bitingnightmare]

Accurate reflection, birdie.

No. Mint chocolate.

[birdpungoeshere]

Ha hah, you ain't funny.

[A confused chirp,] Yeah, okay.

[bitingnightmare]

No, tits are funny.

[birdpungoeshere]

[Silence. Because glaring at the computer screen really gets the point across.]

[bitingnightmare]