The Storm Is Coming, Bird
A storm is coming. Brightly feathered, getting their last-minute singing in, the birds know it. The birds know a lot of things, a lot of songs about things, but mostly songs about sex. Birds sing to get laid, like Andrew Bird, who also whistles with the same purpose.
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posted by JMH | 6:07 PM
4 Comments:
Feathered rat hookers with wings. I can believe it.
Birds will hump to anything, but they especially love doing it in storms.
It's no wonder his whistles always leave me satisfied.
You people are weird.
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