Why Berdie---fancy seeing you here! WHO IN THE WORLD IS THIS WHIPPER SNAPPER ON OUR RAIL? Can't he see the sign??
OFF OFF SCAT, You Little Vagabond---AWAY PRIVATE TERRITORY--CAN'T YOU READ!!! Guess I told him, Bucketbill! The next thing you know he will be redecorating the wood on our railing! Thinks he's too cute for words!
We have him surrounded---NOW---wait for my signal and Bucketbill, you swoop in and pull those baggy pants down and Berdie, you pinch those love hands, and I will steal the catch when he throws his hands up and screams like a girl. WAIT FOR MY SIGNAL!
JUST A MINUTE--WHO DIED AND MADE YOU THE COCK OF THE WALK, Featherhead? WHY would we trust you, for one minute? We all know how fast you are at the old bait and cut! I don't believe for one second that you are going to share in the bounty!
I wouldn't trust you to the end of my bill!
JUST WHAT ARE YOU INSINUATING???
Berdie, who is this chuckle head cutting in on our game?
Just tuck your bill under your wing and ignore her, Bucketbill---SURELY she will get the hint!
THE HUMANS DO NOT UNDERSTAND ANYTHING---WATCH THIS---I WILL GET RID OF THEM!
Today I am thankful for the joy of laughter and silliness.
"Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love."
Ephesians 4:2
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