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Nine o'clock in the morning and I'm  trying to get ready for work. *BANG* something has hit my window and I almost shit myself. *BANG* And it hit's it again. So I fly to the window myself, peer outside and ANOTHER fucking bird hit's the landing window.

He falls to the ground (3 storey house here) and land's on the grass. And he's wiggling away, gets his beak stuck in the ground and topple's over.

So I grab a tea towel, pick up the little fellow and bring him inside. If birds could drink he'd need a pretty strong whiskey to sort out the shock on his poor face.

Eh He was fine. My bloody heart wasn't but...shit.

And what was the response I got at the shop: Should have put it out of it's misery.
Me: but...he was fine.
Jared: even so.
  • Mood: Tired
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:iconchrischj:
~ChrisCHJ Aug 19, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
MISSILE BIRD WANTS YOUR RUPEES!
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:iconbluemutantfreak:
*Bluemutantfreak Aug 20, 2009  Professional General Artist
But I lost them all to a gambling fox! D=
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:iconchrischj:
~ChrisCHJ Aug 21, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
Damn the gambling fox, he's impeded me since the day he stole my other organs >.<
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:iconroadkillroy:
Alfred Hitchcock has come for your soul!
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*Bluemutantfreak Aug 20, 2009  Professional General Artist
Ho shit!
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