Gooooood evening— morning? Afternoon? Whatever.
I went to the park today and a bird nested in my hair, and I didn’t find out about it until I finally got home.
… And you didn’t bring it home for me to fry up.
I thought we were on the same side, here.
But it was one of those wild birds,
are you sure those even taste good?
When I got home I accidentally set it loose in my apartment so maybe it’s still hiding somewhere.
… I swear to you though, if you want to fry it that much, I can get it back. See? Totally on the same side!