It has begun. The halfpipe has gotten a taste for blood and mayhem after breaking my ankle a month ago. It's now turned to murder.
I went out back to do some yard work this evening and found the corpse of this bird on the ramp. The ramp dared me to call the police. I don't know what to do. It's out of control. I'm hoping that soon I'm going to be able to ride again and may bere-establish who's really in charge here. That, or I'll start a blog documenting my broken arm.
I went out back to do some yard work this evening and found the corpse of this bird on the ramp. The ramp dared me to call the police. I don't know what to do. It's out of control. I'm hoping that soon I'm going to be able to ride again and may bere-establish who's really in charge here. That, or I'll start a blog documenting my broken arm.
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