A reporter's thankless job sends him into a stable full of cows where he's placed in front of a desk as well as "the business end of a cow," as his correspondent far removed from the stable so colorfully puts it. And what do you know! As if on cue, the cow does what cows do with their business ends.
I'd love to have been in on the brainstorming session for this one. "So, boss, I got a great idea for a product. Materials are cheap.
The submitter of this charming "note" told
Passive-Aggressive Notes that Mr. Apt. # 105 "lets his dog out, deposits her gifts on the sidewalk, and then runs back.
Someone spoke waaaay too soon. This bird had the last word turd.
This bird is not going to let a reporter stand there and diss him and his feathered friends, calling their very existence an "infestation." So he did what any self-respecting bird would do. He shat on him.
