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There was this little bird. It was following me and all the sudden "BOOM" it hit a power line and "BAM" it exploded into a burst of feathers and flesh. I assumed it couldn't fly anymore, I mean hey, the feathers are what help them to fly right? So I trotted over, picked up the still living featherless bird and tried to comfort it.
Suddenly, in a burst of spontaneous excitement I decided to test the theory of non flight and tossed it up in the air. Of course the thing squawked loudly before dropping as a dead weight to the floor.
I picked it up again and carried it to my house. Sad little featherless birdy... and it told me secrets. Lots and lots of secrets. It insisted that I promise to never tell and so I promised. And then it told me more secrets...
Sadly I was forced to let little birdy loose and went inside to put together my toilet, which had broken only three hours earlier.
I was nearly finished with the daunting task when I suddenly slipped on the carpet (which is rather odd because carpet is hard to 'slip' on) and I hit my head on the sink... which made me forget all the secrets the little featherless birdy had told me earlier.
I ran outside to find if he was there and sadly... there was nothing... in fact, I'm not even sure that this is even a real story... there's nothing really in my head now either... it hurts really bad... at least my toilet works again.
Suddenly, in a burst of spontaneous excitement I decided to test the theory of non flight and tossed it up in the air. Of course the thing squawked loudly before dropping as a dead weight to the floor.
I picked it up again and carried it to my house. Sad little featherless birdy... and it told me secrets. Lots and lots of secrets. It insisted that I promise to never tell and so I promised. And then it told me more secrets...
Sadly I was forced to let little birdy loose and went inside to put together my toilet, which had broken only three hours earlier.
I was nearly finished with the daunting task when I suddenly slipped on the carpet (which is rather odd because carpet is hard to 'slip' on) and I hit my head on the sink... which made me forget all the secrets the little featherless birdy had told me earlier.
I ran outside to find if he was there and sadly... there was nothing... in fact, I'm not even sure that this is even a real story... there's nothing really in my head now either... it hurts really bad... at least my toilet works again.