Because that’s not disturbing at ALL…

I had a dream last night that the birds had stopped building nests and were constructing some giant thing out of twigs in the trees.

“What are they building?” I asked my companion, who was an amalgam of several vague, plump, amiable girls I knew in grade school.

“They’re building a wicker man,” she said amiably.

I’m kinda glad I woke up before they finished it.

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