Call me gullible, but if I swallow this one, I'm sora to egret it
You boobies take a pheasant discussion heron this board and start grousing, and tern it into a turkey shoot. Normally I wouldn't rail against such bittern-ess but I'm a bit of a cowbird, I quail at the thought of a bunch of raven loons escaped from the nuthatch, storking your egos, huffin and puffin and snipe-ing at each other. You'd think you were a bunch of tanagers. If I was less auk-ward, I'd curlew around my little finger, but in reality I wood duck.
OK, I'll finch now. Eat sap, suckers!
