So there i was
Just riding my moped like any other day, and a bloddy bird flew infront of me!
And then a scarecrow came runing after it, got me pissing my pants man.
So i ran over the bird, smush it said.
Then the bloddy scarecrow got all mad at me, frickin awsome. Apparantly i just made him jobless
because i killed the last bird on his field.
Its not my fault a scarecrow choose to work on a lawn in the middle of a city?!
He could've just found another place to work at, and now i feel bad about myself and my moped
I now hate scarecrows and birds.
That's one less crow he needs to scare. Caw!
SvarSlet