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Onder
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Nice bird. I think I should attach a story to this thread, from about a couple weeks ago. I'm a poor student so I work in a reception of some gay fucking expensive apartment complex where mostly rich fucking Russians live but that's not the point. Here it goes. A little bird fell from a nest in front of the reception. A couple of czech residents first did the obligatory d'aww and then hurried to the reception telling me how a little birdie chirped on the ground just in front of the reception and how it's helpless and stuff and that a dog could rip it apart and how I should save it and call some service that will take care of the bird and write a book about it or something what the fuck. So I naturally told them to fuck off, but then another couple residents did the whole "d'aww" + "do something about it slave my pals" so I told them ok fuck it and called some service and said hey there's a little birdie chirpin' around here, do you do that kind of stuff. And the woman said oh yes we do that stuff. But does it have feathers already? I was like what the fuck but I inspected and yes it had feathers. So I said yes it has feathers what the fuck. She said well, it's normal that it's on the ground as they're trying to fly for the first time this time of year and there's not much we can do about it. So I was like, ok bye. Another bunch of people arrived, d'awwed and I told them it's normal there's nothing to see, go home, It's learning to fly, there's nothing you can do so fuck off to your home.
Upon further study of the specimen me and my colleague concluded it was a magpie, and we named him Carl. We placed him in the big flowerpot so dogs couldn't reach him and it fell asleep. But the night was cold and we saw it shaking so we put a little hat on Carl so he wouldn't just die there poor thing. In the morning the dayshift colleague arrived to replace us and he was like what the fuck and just threw the bird away. And that's the story of Carl. We can only hope that he's learned to fly in time and is now a true winged chariot of the summer skies, capitalizing on this terrible experience from the youth - that made him a stronger stupid fucking bird.
Upon further study of the specimen me and my colleague concluded it was a magpie, and we named him Carl. We placed him in the big flowerpot so dogs couldn't reach him and it fell asleep. But the night was cold and we saw it shaking so we put a little hat on Carl so he wouldn't just die there poor thing. In the morning the dayshift colleague arrived to replace us and he was like what the fuck and just threw the bird away. And that's the story of Carl. We can only hope that he's learned to fly in time and is now a true winged chariot of the summer skies, capitalizing on this terrible experience from the youth - that made him a stronger stupid fucking bird.
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It's not so easy. I started writing something around a story that I made up several years ago because I really trust that story and I have it thought out very well but after several pages I came back and realized that it just wasn't funny at all. Not in the way that my posts are considered funny around here. It's really hard to keep the flow and yet get the point across. I also have too much space in making up the little parts of the story and the surroundings as it's supposed to be "anti-fantasy" which is my concept of making fun of fantasy because I think fantasy is fucking dumb. Basically I was trying to get advantage of turning around some of the stereotypes in fantasy literature but that has proven to be harder than expected.
I'm not giving up yet, although the progress is paused now due to schoolwork.
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