There's a murder of crows in my yard And I am freaking out
#1
Posted 05 August 2011 - 09:48 PM
Six of them. Just sitting in the poplar tree in the back yard.
Staring. Cawing. Waiting.
I'd take a photo but I'm certain they'd know. And come for me. THEY WOULD KNOW.
Staring. Cawing. Waiting.
I'd take a photo but I'm certain they'd know. And come for me. THEY WOULD KNOW.
#2
Posted 05 August 2011 - 09:51 PM
---------Come in Crow team one, Crow team one,
New Orders follow:
Return to base, you've been made.
Repeat, Return to base - Break contact immediately,
Backup team has already been despatched to replace you.
Confirm understanding---------------
New Orders follow:
Return to base, you've been made.
Repeat, Return to base - Break contact immediately,
Backup team has already been despatched to replace you.
Confirm understanding---------------
meh. Link was dead :(
#3
Posted 05 August 2011 - 09:52 PM
Rodeo you know what you must do.
Step 1) Remove Pants
Step 2) Attack crows with removed pants
Step 3) ????
Step 4) Profit!
Step 1) Remove Pants
Step 2) Attack crows with removed pants
Step 3) ????
Step 4) Profit!
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#4
Posted 05 August 2011 - 10:49 PM
I'm fairly certain that that would result in merciless cock-pecking.
Heh. Pecker-pecking.
Heh. Pecker-pecking.
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
Also people with big noses aren't jews, they're just french
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Peopleare harrasing me... grrrrrh.
Also people with big noses aren't jews, they're just french
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#5
Posted 05 August 2011 - 11:09 PM
The early bird does get the worm...
Hello, soldiers, look at your mage, now back to me, now back at your mage, now back to me. Sadly, he isn’t me, but if he stopped being an unascended mortal and switched to Sole Spice, he could smell like he’s me. Look down, back up, where are you? You’re in a warren with the High Mage your cadre mage could smell like. What’s in your hand, back at me. I have it, it’s an acorn with two gates to that realm you love. Look again, the acorn is now otataral. Anything is possible when your mage smells like Sole Spice and not a Bole brother. I’m on a quorl.
#6
Posted 05 August 2011 - 11:36 PM
Just some d´ivers, ignore him... he´ll go away. Surely. Why wouldnt he? Well...
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- Fiddler
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- Fiddler
#7
Posted 06 August 2011 - 01:08 AM
I am ssooooo rooting for the crows!!!!

"You don't clean u other peoples messes.... You roll in them like a dog on leftover smoked whitefish torn out f the trash by raccoons after Sunday brunch on a hot day."
~Abyss
~Abyss
#9
Posted 06 August 2011 - 04:25 AM
this bullshit can't go on. send in the doves!
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#10
Posted 06 August 2011 - 12:31 PM
Take a look outside your front window. You might find that the Wickans are in town.
Suck it Errant!
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#11
Posted 06 August 2011 - 12:54 PM
I've heard that crows have figured out how to use things like paperclips as tools.
Can a crow pick a lock? Lets see shall we.
Can a crow pick a lock? Lets see shall we.
#12
Posted 08 August 2011 - 12:48 AM
#13
Posted 08 August 2011 - 12:52 AM
When the war is done, there won't be anyone except the crows and their supporters...
"You don't clean u other peoples messes.... You roll in them like a dog on leftover smoked whitefish torn out f the trash by raccoons after Sunday brunch on a hot day."
~Abyss
~Abyss
#14
Posted 08 August 2011 - 12:56 AM
"You don't clean u other peoples messes.... You roll in them like a dog on leftover smoked whitefish torn out f the trash by raccoons after Sunday brunch on a hot day."
~Abyss
~Abyss
#15
Posted 08 August 2011 - 07:44 AM
Do you have any empty babies lying around that perchance needs a soul? I'm sure if you just give it to them, they'll go away.
Things and stuffs...and other important objects.
#16
Posted 08 August 2011 - 08:46 AM
*casting the shaved knuckle*
#17
Posted 08 August 2011 - 11:50 AM
I suggest you send in the cavalry girl friend while you cower behind the couch. In return for her solving your animal trouble, you can be pantsless and at her beck and call for services best performed without pants on? Seems a win-win situation.
Everyone is entitled to his own wrong opinion. - Lizrad
#18
Posted 08 August 2011 - 11:54 AM
This may look funny but it's serious business, Rodeo. Crows are fucking cunning animals, and they have surprising amounts of humanlike behaviours and intellectual abilities. Pray you never wronged any crow in your life, because if you have, they will know. Every crow in the country will know you did - also who you are, and where you live, what you look like.
Seriously, brace yourself.
Seriously, brace yourself.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.
#19
Posted 08 August 2011 - 01:26 PM
Crows are scary that way.
Also who was genius that decided that a large group of crows should be called a murder instead of flock or something that didn't sound like it would kill you.
Also who was genius that decided that a large group of crows should be called a murder instead of flock or something that didn't sound like it would kill you.
The meaning of life is BOOM!!!
#20
Posted 08 August 2011 - 01:28 PM
Garak, on 08 August 2011 - 01:26 PM, said:
Crows are scary that way.
Also who was genius that decided that a large group of crows should be called a murder instead of flock or something that didn't sound like it would kill you.
Also who was genius that decided that a large group of crows should be called a murder instead of flock or something that didn't sound like it would kill you.
Dunno, but that person might have been spot on about it.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; because there is not effort without error and shortcomings; but who does actually strive to do the deed; who knows the great enthusiasm, the great devotion, who spends himself in a worthy cause, who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly. So that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who know neither victory nor defeat.