Tuesday, February 27, 2018

#22

Although they aren’t birds of a feather, these two obviously flock together. I’m waiting to see what sort of hatchling emerges. For all I know, the cuckoo from the clock substituted its egg for the original one which it then served as egg benedict at Sunday brunch, and in a few months someone’s going to be squawking for a paternity test. 

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