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Let me sing you the song of my people: “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA”
La La La La La la la.
Every time I hear bird calls, my brain immediately translates to, “WHO WANTS TO FUCK, I AM A BIRD WHO WANTS TO FUCK.”
My father can say that in the language of sparrow owls and can attract several female ones per hour.
Sky’s too bright, this shit starts at like 4am.
ON TOP OF SPA-GHETTI!!!
This picture triggered the same Calvin and Hobbes memory for me
FIGARO-FIGARO-FIG-A-RO!
he screm
Not if they wake you up early.
Considering they’re basically catcalling each other…
Meh.
