Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Birdie Num Num

So the other day I looked out on my snow-dusted balcony and saw a crinkle-cut french fry. I was all "What the?", because who would be eating french fries on their balcony in February in Nova Scotia? Then I remembered my upstairs neighbours have a crazy ass loud bird that they let out on their balcony sometimes, so maybe he was the glutton.

The next day when I opened the blinds and looked out, I saw this:


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