Hello from NY

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Top of the morning to youse,

My name Bird and I ride an impala every place I go. I have long retired the usage of flapping wings. It was a lot of work.. and when Covid hit… I became like many others… lazy.

So now I make pretend that I’m flying…. But on this African animal they call an impala… fact is.. damn thing looks more like a deformed antelope when I raise my wings to let the breeze hit me like I’m on the nose of the titanic. Strange. Have no fear… I see no iceberg in site only lots and lots of people who need neck braces after looking in their rear view mirror and hitting their brakes.

My chariot is not as fast as it once was, as compared to modern jungle animals… however.. most that encounter it, whom know… show respect. Those who don’t…. Well, I’m known to spit doodoo, out my rear. Believe me… I don’t care how much ceramic bla bla you gots smothered and buttered… when the doodoo splatters… the ceramic cracks and scatters. Oh look… that zoo animal has a bee of some sort tattooed to its rear… birds, we like bees. We eat them. Bees are tasty. How do you think we make the doodoo?

I go now… back to the future away from the past. It’s 1996 and the shifters are on the floor. Ones a black SS two door…. The other is a 4… and, the important detail is, They both carry their cross.

Now where’s that bee!