So thanks to mister Alfred Hitchcock, every time I see birds I don't cover my head from poooooop, I cover my eyes so they can't peck them out.
Today while walking home I saw over a hundred birds flying in different directions back and forth between two trees. I first covered my eyes. Then this voice in my head said "they're forming... there's a storm coming... they know something we don't" needless to say I walked faster!! I wanted out of there!!! Was there a war coming? a hurricane? I certainly didn't want to find out.
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