Budgie Blue and the Holocaust.

[bluebellrock]

It's hot, hot, hot! I've been in my cotton nightie and bare feet all day. The ceiling fan is rotating merrily on high (ding-dong) and I'm hungry, yet not. I ate a small bunch of green seedless grapes which feel like they still haven't travelled down my throat properly, so I won't be able to eat until that feeling goes. But I am hungry and very,

Comments

[mongy_smurf]

At least you kept it together enough to get him out of the tree. I would've run around in circles, screaming like a girl, until I scared him off.

[bluebellrock]

That's just it... inside I was freakin' out and picturing calamity and catastrophe. I couldn't fill in the gap between 'budgie on bough' and 'budgie back with bros' but I tried to 'creatively visualise' it and then go with the power of that, even though I didn't feel its power. And suddenly Poor Budgie Blue was back in jail...