CHIEF NOSE WETTER'S SARCASM DERIVED THROUGH THE BOTTOM OF A GLASS
One day, there was a large explosion outside my house and the electric power quit. Then I hear the sound of crows. Squawking. We'll somehow a crow arced the wires at the transformer and blew the breaker. the fried crow was hanging from one wire by a leg, band his buddies were all freaked out. When the PUD came to fix the problem, they knocked the dead crow off, and it's entire chest cavity was all charred and burned out. I personally like my crow medium rare.
When I worked as a telephone repairman in the early 1970's this squirrel self-fry was common. Climbing utility poles gives one a whole new perspective on nature.
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