Observe below...pictures were taken while I was lunching earlier this week at a cafe. The bird's thoughts can be heard below.
[*queue Brooklyn accent*] Whadda I gotta do to get some food around here?
What is this fine, palatable dish that ruffles my feathers and tantalizes my beak?
It looks like chicken!
But wait...it tastes like dirt! What is this monstrosity you humans eat?
I'm contemplating regurgitating my food now...
Bah. I guess it's worms for dinner tonight.
That is one sophisticated bird, enjoying Perrier over sewage water. Did he leave a generous tip?
ReplyDeleteThat is hilarious.
ReplyDeleteYou are right, only in California! I live here, and I don't even like it! ha ha