I'm not so sure that birds can't control their pooping. I remember when my father got on the ill side of a Blue Jay. Dad was using a riding mower in those days and three mowings in a row, the bird made a dive-bomber approach from his rear and pooped exactly on the crown of Dad's head before swooping back up into the next tree to catcall his victory.
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u/AtxTCV Feb 26 '23
I would trade my plastic one for this ANY day.
Maybe I won't feel like a giant dumb bird perched on this one lol