Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Thursday, November 17, 2005
one feather at a time... and all the seeds will be mine!
i am concentrating all my growing power on one feather at a time. my slaves get my wings clipped cause i fly into stuff and am meaner and bite them. but i concentrated on one feather, and it is longer than all the rest so i can fly better again! i will have to get them to take a picture. i am a super hero! :>
Monday, November 14, 2005
Scratch n' sniff THIS- the hot new fragrance!
Yeah, i got this really good idea. i think i am going to make my own cologne. You know, britney is doing it, donald trump, even paris hilton. c'mon, you KNOW i smell better than paris hilton.
It is something of a mix of maple syrup and birdseeds. Mmmmmm.... that sounds delicious, doesn't it? everyone i meet be's tellin' me that's the truth.
so don't argue with the Head. scratch and sniff THIS. no... a little to the right, yeah, scratch my ears... ok. thats good.
I must instruct my head slave to construct my first ad.
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
my first blog
this is my first blog, very interesting i might say. i have nothing to do all day but sleep and chew on this peice of cardboard my slaves put in my condo. you heard me, i said CONDO. if i hear you call it a "cage" again, i am going to have to bite you. now anyways. let me tell you a little about myself. i am a male cockatiel, age not specified (you are only as old as you look!) and i enjoy most of all - pets on the head. i wouldnt even live with these filthy human slaves but i am sadly addicted to their pets. can you believe they only clean themselves ONE time a day!? and they don't even straighten their feathers throughout the day. disgusting. it is amazing i even let them pet me. i think they must put crack in their pets cause i cant seem to get enough of em! except when they pet me wrong, i have to bite them back into shape, they are always petting me wrong. stupid humans. well anyways this is enough for now as i am getting sleepy again and i must clean myself up before my slaves come back to my house to feed me and pet me. they go somewhere almost every day.... if only i could figure out where they are going so i can put myself there for them to pet..... hmmmm.....

