3795.) Well, I didn’t tell anyone, but a bird flew by. So, what I done is, set up a nest outside. And he sang about what I’d become. He sang so loud, sang so clear. I was afraid all the neighbors would hear. So I invited him in, just to reason with him. I promised I wouldn’t do it again. But he sang louder and louder inside the house. And now I couldn’t get him out. So I trapped him under a cardboard box. Stood on it to make him stop. I picked up the bird and above the dim, I said, “That’s the last song you’ll ever sing.” Held him down, broke his neck. Taught him a lesson he wouldn’t forget.
What is this? It’s so horrible..