An Invasion of Privacy...

 A little spring dance...

 So,( I like to start my posts with "So,")...sheesh...SO, anyway, me and that retired lady, what's her name...uh...The Dawdles, went birding with our friends from the Western Cuyahoga Audubon Society(they haven't kicked me out yet) to the Puritas wetlands. This is eighty acres of land that contains run off from a major highway...when it rains. The west branch of the Big Creek(clever name) also runs through this area. If you click HERE you'll see what else there was to be seen, so see what we saw.

SO, while everyone else was looking left, I, as usual was looking right. Or was it the other way around. Left and right have always confused me. Did I ever tell you the story of my older brother teaching me about left and right when I was in kindegarten? No? Well, you'll have to wait...and I'll tell you how he broke my collar bone and set me on fire once too. Another post, another day...

SO, where was I? Oh, Puritas wetlands looking in the opposite direction(that's how you get burd buttz you know!) As you can see by the terribly grainy photos, I saw what I shouldn't have. I am a bad person. Butt they do have a certain cheesy 60's porn photo quality to them, don't you think? Bow-chik-a-bow-wow!  Maybe not...I better go now before the police get here.

 Whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

"chirp...babee..chirp..."

 

 I could have sworn I heard an eight track tape of Barry White in the background...

 "Hey, do you hear a clicking sound?"

 "It's that skinny guy again! Does my butt look fat?"

"The show's over bud! Get a life!"

Okay kids! That's all for now. 

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