Budgies... gone.
20 budgies packed up in a crate and taken to Budgie Heaven - well, somewhere else anyway.
"Thank God they're gone, I was contemplating suicide"
"There's no need for that, why should you want to do that?"
"No, not mine, hers."
I had run a whole bunch of "Tweet-away" scenarios. Including a small explosive device positioned approximately 3 feet from ground level with its blast pattern due west. I must admit to not having completely run that one through all possible conclusions...
If Anti-Terrorist-Branch Then
' Nope - not sure what to do here
End If
(Note, no budgies have been harmed in the making of this blog)
"Thank God they're gone, I was contemplating suicide"
"There's no need for that, why should you want to do that?"
"No, not mine, hers."
I had run a whole bunch of "Tweet-away" scenarios. Including a small explosive device positioned approximately 3 feet from ground level with its blast pattern due west. I must admit to not having completely run that one through all possible conclusions...
If Anti-Terrorist-Branch Then
' Nope - not sure what to do here
End If
(Note, no budgies have been harmed in the making of this blog)
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