You Know Birds
Sep 10th, 2025 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Look, Ed. the Sun’s coming out.”
“The Sun, huh?”
Actually, it had been out, fusing protons into helium nuclei in its core. Daily, unendingly, for billions of years, it kept at it. Cloud cover had temporarily blocked Edna’s view.
“Look at the trees. Let’s go out on the patio, Ed.”
Squinting, she turned from the window.
“But the birds in the trees like to crap on me, Edna.”
It was true. They aimed for Ed’s head especially.
“Yeah, Ed. But they’ll hold off.”
“What?”
“Your hair’s a mess…You know birds. They’d rather splatter you after your shampoo, not now.”
From Guest Contributor David Sydney
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