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The RCMP found over 2000 dead crows on Alberta hwys recently, and there was concern that they may have died from Avian Flu. A Pathologist examined the remains of all the crows, and, to everyone's relief, confirmed the problem was NOT Avian Flu. The cause of death appeared to be from vehicular impacts. However, during analysis it was noted that varying colours of paints appeared on the ...bird's beaks and claws. By analysing these paint residues it was found that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with motorbikes, while only 2% were killed by cars.
The RCMP then hired an Ornithological Behaviourist to determine if there was a cause for the disproportionate percentages of motorbike kills versus car kills. The Ornithological Behaviourist quickly concluded that when crows eat road kill, they always have a look-out crow to warn of danger. They discovered that while all the lookout crows could shout "Cah", not a single one could shout "bike"
 
The RCMP found over 2000 dead crows on Alberta hwys recently, and there was concern that they may have died from Avian Flu. A Pathologist examined the remains of all the crows, and, to everyone's relief, confirmed the problem was NOT Avian Flu. The cause of death appeared to be from vehicular impacts. However, during analysis it was noted that varying colours of paints appeared on the ...bird's beaks and claws. By analysing these paint residues it was found that 98% of the crows had been killed by impact with motorbikes, while only 2% were killed by cars.
The RCMP then hired an Ornithological Behaviourist to determine if there was a cause for the disproportionate percentages of motorbike kills versus car kills. The Ornithological Behaviourist quickly concluded that when crows eat road kill, they always have a look-out crow to warn of danger. They discovered that while all the lookout crows could shout "Cah", not a single one could shout "bike"

Thus mikey impacts ...
 
For those who, like me, have been getting bombarded with privacy notices in the run up to the new EU data protection regulations. Short version: xkcd's funny, and more than a little snarky, take on it.

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kids these days
think they can own photons
sheesh

Another illustration of how humanity is out of it ... what's out-of-it? That's the bang ... and bumps in the shady places ... consider the darkness 've sol! Core 've heartland? In there are packed a pile of word ...

Some remain retained in Cloe sET dead space ... with no thing learned about if beyond the sect ... chaos is all chaos ... vanity? Perhaps ... I am determined by some sects to know nothing ... and it is a dark aria ...

You should be familiar with it as it conspires ... you don't have to search ... it creeps like secret conspiracies and aspirations ... until you breath out ... Poe Ticks?

Some are irregular to hide the unwanted rational ... logos is opposed to rational? Perhaps an ancient err... causing bumps in space? Relativity to the unrelated ...
 
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A particular odd concept a' Leigh of reality ... considering the passing of space-time:

Note: Jae shouldn't listen as this would take him beyond his private brooches ... and according to the lady in the walls of Jericho .. on a thin red string should the baffling cover come down? After that one tears into the here-after ...

Is Levi "NE" a hard word to unravel, as a no-no? Neigh it's knotty nature ... pure horse ends? One must experience it to know you've had enough ... some don't as they are boxed, contained and overly celli*lairized ...

These will disperse later ... as Emi Leigh has stated ... regarding far out virtue ! Complex Zion as composted ... gives the shifty face of everything ...
 
Will the word Sapindaceae wash? Not for those not knowing how such things flush out ...

Could they end up in the cesspool of mind?
 
A guy is not getting along with his wife. He thinks maybe he'd like to have a pet and goes to a pet shop. After looking around he spots a parrot sitting on a little perch. He notices that it
doesn't have any feet or legs. The guy says out loud, "Geez, I wonder what happened to this parrot."
"I was born this way," says the parrot. "I'm a defective parrot." "Ha, ha," the guy laughs. "It sounded like this parrot actually understood what I said and answered me." "I understood ...every word," says the parrot. "I am a highly
intelligent, thoroughly educated bird. " "Yeah?" the guy asks. "Then answer this: how do you hang onto
your perch without any feet?" "Well," the parrot says, "this is a little embarrassing, but since you asked I'll tell you. I wrap my little parrot penis around this wooden bar, kind of like a little hook. You can't see it because of my feathers."
"Wow," says the guy, "you really can understand and answer, can't you?"
"Of course. I speak both Spanish and English. I can converse with reasonable competence on almost any subject: politics, religion, sports, physics, philosophy ... and I am especially good at ornithology. You ought to buy me. I am a great companion."
The guy looks at the price tag. "$200!" he says. "I can't afford
that."
"Pssst," the parrot hisses, motioning the guy over with one wing. "Nobody wants me cause I don't have any feet. You can get me for $20 -- just make an offer."
The guy offers $20 and walks out with the parrot. Weeks go by. The parrot is sensational. He's funny, he's interesting, he's a great pal, he understands everything, sympathizes, gives good advice. The guy is delighted.
One day he comes home from work and the parrot says, "pssst," and motions him over with one wing. The guy goes up close to the cage.
"I don't know if I should tell you this or not," says the parrot, "but it's about your wife and the mailman..." "What?" says the guy. "What?" "Well," the parrot says, "when the mailman came to the door today
your wife greeted him in a sheer nightgown and kissed him on the mouth."
"What happened then?" asks the guy. "Then the mailman came into the house and lifted up the nightgown
and began petting her all over," reports the parrot. "Oh No!" the guy says, "Then what?"
"Then he lifted up the nightgown, got down on his knees and began to ..." The parrot pauses for a long time.
"Then what... what happened next... WHAT HAPPENED?" says the frantic guy.
"I don't know," says the Parrot, "that's when I fell off my
perch."
 
I picked up a stranger last night. He seemed surprised that I'd pick up a stranger, and asked, Thanks, but why would you pick me up? How do you know I'm not a serial killer?
I told him the chances of two serial killers being in one car is astronomical.
 
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