Our gander wanted a bit of company, so he waddled up to the patio. He knows he's not allowed, but he's moulting and said he'd give me some feathers if I let him come and sit with us. I said OK, but no pooping on my patio. So he preened himself, pulled out a couple of loose feathers, and put them down ready for me to pick up. Then he pooped on them.
Most problems on earth are caused by humans worrying about little pieces of green paper. Paraphrasing Douglas Adams
I don't care if it takes a compass, pick-axe and night vision goggles to find her. Paraphrasing Steve Martin in L.A. Story
The airline is called "Virgin"? Don't you want a plane to go all the way? This tiny ad will go all the way:
Heat your home with the twigs that naturally fall of the trees in your yard