Glenn Reynold's backyard barbeque was put out of commission by some industrious avians yesterday.
Oddly enough, despite having a metric ton of birdfeeders in the back yard of the old homestead, my parents haven't had problems with birds nesting in ill-advised places. Instead squirrels have taken to chewing through the gas lines on the grill. I don't know why but it has happened twice. Perhaps it is some sort of interspecies conspiracy.
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
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