Gas Bird

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I stopped to get gas, and the guy at the pump across from me was filling up his pickup with a cockatoo on his shoulder. The bird was wearing a vest. I asked what it was for - he said it was for "poop". I thought it was because the bird was picking at it's feathers. Oh well. I think he tried to bring the bird in to the shop to pay for the gas, but then was told "no birds allowed" because he left, put the bird in his truck, and then went back in the shop. -- Post From My iPhone

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This page contains a single entry by David Garozzo published on August 19, 2009 4:26 PM.

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