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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

[viridiantwinkle]

wHat dO yOu TasTe LiKe, bIrdiE?

[birdpungoeshere]

...Chicken.

[viridiantwinkle]

oH.

bUt i tHoUgHt bIrds aLwaYs taSted LiKe chIcKen?

[birdpungoeshere]

We don't! Birds taste different, okay?

[1stlibrarian]

... cannibalism?

Well, this has happened before.

[ooc: Oh, Japan~ xD]

[birdpungoeshere]

I don't remember tasting like chicken, Loosh.

[ooc Squid Ink Ice Cream whaaaat. I might never get over this.]

[1stlibrarian]

But since when did you start licking yourself, Matthew?

I meant this curse. A repeat.

[ooc: 0____o... *shudders* xD]

[birdpungoeshere]

Gotta preen somehow, Loosh.

They do that? Shit. Uncreative bastards.

[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.