So I decided that I would get up this morning at 5am just to have a nice morning stroll in the park. So I hit up, got some coffee and left. Something that started off as casual walk turned into a freakish avian debauchery!
We start our walk through the golf course which literally is my backyard. Trenching through the mud and the muck. Must of been a ruptured water line or something. Seth and I were on the subject of zombie infestation and how we react to such a godless endeavor.
Anyways, we started walking up what most in my town refer to as Hamburger Hill. Its been for remodeling, we thought we would take a gander at what they have done. We notice there was oddly large number of birds in the area, in the hundreds literally. Raven's were circling over our heads. We settled at what used to be the waterfall on top of the hill. We got up to investigate a noise which sounded like bats shrieking. Little did we know we stumbled upon an explosion of feathery doom. Blackbirds in the hundreds erupted into a screaming twister of feathers and shit. We took off running down the hill and the birds followed. We disturbed their nest, fucking sounded like we interrupted a bird orgy.
We dove into the tunnel in the child's playground and sat the avianocalypse out. Once the coast of clear we took off back towards my house. Just to top it off, we were chased by Cerberus with 1/3 the heads. Barely made it out alive...
Also, your blog made me laugh my ass off!! Fuck. That.