Re: A Laugh At My Expense...
So the other day, I heard a strange noise at the front door. When I checked, a f*cking flamingo had somehow gotten its head stuck through the letterbox! It was flapping around, feathers everywhere.
I tried to gently wiggle it free, but no luck. Realising I needed help, I called the fire brigade. Trying to explain the situation over the phone was a a bit challenging as the operator was skeptical but sent a crew anyway.
When the firefighters arrived, they were p*ssing themselves. It took some careful maneuvering, but they managed to free the bird. It looked a bit ruffled but otherwise fine. We all shared a good laugh as the flamingo strutted around Penarth Road, acting like nothing had happened.
I decided to name him TwatBeak He stuck around for a while with the Geese and Swans by Taff Embankment, probably enjoying the attention (Pink was at the Principality at the time). In the end, he made a full recovery. Birds eh?!
So the other day, I heard a strange noise at the front door. When I checked, a f*cking flamingo had somehow gotten its head stuck through the letterbox! It was flapping around, feathers everywhere.
I tried to gently wiggle it free, but no luck. Realising I needed help, I called the fire brigade. Trying to explain the situation over the phone was a a bit challenging as the operator was skeptical but sent a crew anyway.
When the firefighters arrived, they were p*ssing themselves. It took some careful maneuvering, but they managed to free the bird. It looked a bit ruffled but otherwise fine. We all shared a good laugh as the flamingo strutted around Penarth Road, acting like nothing had happened.
I decided to name him TwatBeak He stuck around for a while with the Geese and Swans by Taff Embankment, probably enjoying the attention (Pink was at the Principality at the time). In the end, he made a full recovery. Birds eh?!

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