Come out to the pub tonight for a birthday and have come outside for a break from all of the many social contracts and there is a motherfucking owl doing it's thing and I am so very thrilled. It's owling it's fucking head off. There might even be two owls. I love owls.
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Good lord. The things I say after a drink.
@TheBreadmonkey liberating libations
@TheBreadmonkey "aaah, what a refreshing drink"
@TheBreadmonkey Still sweet and innocent things at least.
It's not exactly the sort of edgy rebel I see myself as. With my switchblade and slick back hair on my motorbike with my.... cowboy boots? And leather hat. Clicking my fingers at strangers and scowling.
@TheBreadmonkey Yeah but I really dislike going out to the pub with someone, first time, and finding out when they're drunk they're a raging hateful a-hole too. I'd rather them be sweet and fluffy and sporting a cool Fonz exterior.
Of course! Woo woo!
@TheBreadmonkey Maybe it's two people making owl noises each thinking the other one is a real owl.
@TheBreadmonkey Owls are amazing.
@TheBreadmonkey what kind of owls?
The ones that go whooooooo-ooooo
@TheBreadmonkey I love that. "owling its fucking head off." I'm stealing "owling" pretty please. :)
There are definitely two owls just losing their owl minds. It is incredible.
@TheBreadmonkey awesome! oh yeah? hoot HOOT!
@TheBreadmonkey If you hear twit-twoo it’s definitely two. One goes twit the other goes twoo.