Is that what is otherwise known as a 100 ball duck f***er ?
This is so funny, time to put on the depends.
What does one call a group of Crows.???
A Murder of crows, why, well seems like their society is run along the lines humans do.
Up here in the North East we can go back to Edger Allen Poe and his drug induced storys that became house house hold known---before radio etc.
Just a clip from my life here, I came home to visit my parents that live on a river, you know the tide comes in and out and at dead low I went out on the flats looking for what ever had washed up.
This darn bird was spooking me out, a crow that kept following me. I am out there with a trowel digging up coffee cups that had fallen over board and found a bottle of some elixer, old bottle to bring home to Mom for her collection of finds from the river.
Darn bird was about 3 feet from me when it began pecking in the mud, I shooed it away and found a very small babys ring. It was broken in the band but the red stone was intact.
WOW, I ran for the house to show off my finds and my dad just sat there laughing at me.
Seems a neighbors kid had found a baby crow and brought it home, put it in a cage and later on took it to a vet. to have its tongue cut. Sure enough, the old wives tale is true this crow was now like a parriot, could be taught to say 5 or 6 words.
When the kid moved out the parents released the bird into the wild but kept the bedroom window open just in case the bird wanted to come home.
Back then there was no real need for bug screens on the second floor of a house one just opend the windows to get fresh air,
Soon people in Eliot Maine began to notice small things were missing, all jewelery and even spoon collections.
The room the boy had lived in was only visited twice a year, and in the fall the family brought down the bird to winter in a larger cage.
Come spring, the bird was back up stairs with open window to do bird things, untill the day the owner died.
As his wife and mother to his children sat in the kitchen in a state of shock, their 4 kids came and ransacked the house for any damn thing they could get their hands on.
The youngest kid in the family the one that had rescued the darn bird 4 years ago went into his room to clean it out and found the stupid crow sitting on a dresser.
The bird could not get into his cage, the cage had become a wharehouse for goodies, anything that sparkled. This stupid bird had been for a few years gone into open windows and taken the bling.
The family were honest folk and called the police, big to do in a small town.
Never forget that one meeting with that bird on the mud flats, it was not happy when I stole from hin/her that ring from the flats---but, I will never forget that crazy bird yelling at me " I'm Cheree, look at me"
