花鸟吧 Fellow Earthlings,
What occurred next would amount to nothing less than the entire restructuring of the known (and unknown) universe, a cosmic shift no less pivotal than the Big Bang, itself. I casually cracked open the shell of an extraordinarily normal looking specimen (or “goober” as some are wont to call it), when, into my hand was delivered a kernel so divine, a germ so breathtakingly rarefied, that my hand was caused to tremble and my lower extremities began to buckle. Scarcely able to wrap my meager cognition around a One such as This, I could only do what any mere mortal could do in such a situation: I began speaking in tongues, while inwardly recognizing that what was written was becoming manifest, that the End of Times were well nigh at hand. For when I finally came to my senses, what I beheld in my hand was none other than a peanut in the perfect shape of a duck!!! (ok…ok, or goose)
…or, for that matter, for Howard the Duck to crash land his spacecraft in Cleve-land.
I will discuss this matter further with Sara to see if she’d like it, or if it’d be in our best interest to auction it off on Ebay.
White-Breasted Nuthatch,
George
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