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Gah, when is the guild MASTA coming back?

Master... Masta.

Sorry, I just sometimes get confused between my english and fluent ghetto talk.

Kind of like how a spanish person will accidentaly start speaking spanish halfway through an english conversation. lol

rofl

So, like HOSHIT!

I'm all hoshit right now. This is the story of Toaster.

My dad brought back this baby bird form his work that he found. The other workers were torturing it, and my dad saved him. he figured I'd have fun taking care of the thing. Most people can't keep a baby bird alive, but I pulled it off. I called him Toaster. I also noticed he has a black toe, while all the others were a normal clearish colour. Eventually, when he was older I had to sneak him on the 4 hour bus ride to James' house, because this is when I moved in with James.

So Toaster was stuck inside all Winter, and I felt bad for him. One day, on a really sunny and warm first- spring day, I let him out. I figured it was a good time to let him go. Even if he died in the wild, I kept him alive for this long. He deserved to be outside. I let ihm out, and he stuck around for a bit before flying off.

I felt bad, but cleaned out the room since he was gone. Over the next couple of days I worried about him, until "omgosh, look, he's on Richard's house!" He stuck aorund on the roofs for awhile, then after a really big snow storm a few days later, he was gone. I thought the cold killed him, and was sad. That's not a peaceful way to die, freezing to death.

Tomorrow is spirit day at school (aside from 4/20 mad ) and all of the girls have to wear pink. The boys blue. I don't own pink, at all. My best chance was to go to Value Village and grab a pink shirt and pair of pants that I'd only wear for this occasion. We go to Value Village, and "LOL, look. That looks like Toaster! Couldn't be him though, it looks to different from him." He also kind of ran from an elderly woman.
We went in, got what I needed, and walked out. The bird was still sitting there. I looked at it closely. Black toe. "TOASTER!!!" I was so happy. I thought maybe he was happy outside, and I was glad he was still alive. He seemed to recognize me right away, because he aloud me to pick him up without hesitation, and didn't run away like he did from the old woman.
I pet him, said hello. walked to the car with him, then went to let him go again. He didn't go. He just clung right onto my hand. Okay whatever.
We drove for a bit, had to go to Staples. I literally threw him to get him to fly away, but he flew right back to me. I couldn't let him feel abandoned a second time, so I just brought him home. I fed him, and clipped his nails.

He was actually pretty damn hungry too.

So that's my story of Toaster. YAY for those who took the time out of their amazingly superb lives to read this.

OH YAH, and he's a pidgeon by the way.

That was a lovely story surprised

Aww...Awesome xd

Yes. Actually. Having a pidgeon gets quite annoying if you're a lazy person.

So he's been back for about 3 days now. He seems content. I took him outside a few times, and he didn't seem to like it too much. He kept trying to get back inside.

I guess he's an indoor bird now. A couch potatoe bird.
I kind of missed the cooeing a bit.

And my computer downstairs isn't working. I am just on Andrews crap computer to check messages. But private messages is down. The computer should be fixed today, hopefully, so I can finish the 4 projects that are due next week.

Very cool O: