17 January 2009

If SSW Could Join Facebook

He would join this group: "I Dont [sic] care How Comfortable Crocs Are, You Look Like A Dumbass."

I am not a member of that group. In fact, I am trying to break up with the black-hole of time consumption that is Facebook.

Regardless, the parrot cannot type except when he runs across the keyboard from one side to the other.

But he hates Crocs. Just mine, not Jonesy's. Mine are navy and have holes on the sides, not the tops, the "professional" style, so liquid (ie chefs, drs) rivulets off the top, the holes for aeration. These are not good shoes to run to the car to warm it up when it is snowing, snow creeping in through the little vents.

Bug will chase after me and seize upon the side holes with his beak and not let go. Not even if I lift him off the ground. One time, I put him, attached to my foot, into his cage that way, my leg through the cage door, clogged foot resting on the grate. Then he got off.

He likes to adhere to the footwear and inflict small puncture wounds with repetitive, forceful motions with his beak. And whatever you do, do not put your hand near him to try to release him. Crocs must die.

I like them as winter slippers with thick wool socks: lightweight, good indoor traction, neutral colored. And they wipe off, or you can completely submerge them to clean them.

So Crocs haters out there, it's too exhausting to be so angry all the time, isn't it? I know the bird has steam pouring out of his ear holes when he chases me. I don't know what the shoes ever did to him.

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