Saturday, June 2, 2007

Are you flocking kidding me?

Alternate headlines:

Another mailbox that ruffled my feathers.

This one's for the birds.

Bird-brained idea for a mailbox.

And here's a joke, because I can't come up with anything else!

The Foo Bird

"A man went to Africa to do some game hunting.
While there, he hired a young native to accompany him as his guide.
Soon, a large flock of birds flew overhead and the hunter took aim.

The guide grabbed his arm and said "Oh,no! These are foo birds and to shoot one means terrible things will happen to you! The man figured that was only a superstition of the natives and shot one down. Then the rest of the flock returned and pooped all over him.

He hollered at the boy, "I must have some water right away to wash this mess off. The boy said "Oh no! To wash the crap of the foo bird off means sudden death immediately! Again the hunter ignored his advice, found water and got cleaned off.

Sure enough he dropped dead then and there.
The moral of this story is "If the foo shits, wear it.""

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