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Originally Posted by wtm442
I have to pull my daily driver out of the driveway every time I take my Cobra on a ride. I park it out front on the street, but the telephone lines are parallel with the middle of the parked car. The birds $hit on it - at least 2 to 5 $hits per ride. Hate them byoooods!......
......P.S.2. So I can't be accused of hijacking a thread, I do not mind cyclists that obey the rules of the road. Same with car drivers. Its the idiots that make you slam on the brakes while holding the horn down ... they frost my a$$.
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Better frosted than tossed.
And yeh. The doves are the worst. That picturesque scene where the dove flies away with an olive branch... really would have the dove, a branch and a huge streak of pooh cement. I use one of those broom-on-a-hose thingies on my old daily driver.
So I can't be accused of hijacking a thread...
As far as bicycles, I often do run stop signs or lights if there is
no traffic. Even in an auto, I sometimes stop, look and go late at night, if no one is around. I mean no one. The fine here is $100. Old habit from low mass motorcycles and unresponsive traffic sensors. Sins get easier with practice.
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Originally Posted by 427sharpe
Wes said:
"Which reminds me. I think all sparrows should be tarred and feathered. Well, tarred anyway. I'm sick of them crapping all over my clean car... and bicycle. Any fellow sparrow haters out there? How about dirty bird lovers?"
I have no beef with sparrows. Even let them build nests at the arch on my front door and crap all over my front porch. Like to see them every year even if the buggers do make a mess. BUT; BLUEJAYS? I shoot those bas^&#%$ on site! Oh, and WASPS...don't get me started! |
We had some Robins build a nest about 1 foot overhead of our patio door. We thought they were so cute, hard working friendly little devils. Until there were eggs. Kamikaze lil ba$tard$.
So you dislike noisy birds but are a dirty bird lover?
My brother bought a pellet gun because woodpeckers apparently like to peck steel siding... early in the morn.
I woke early one morning,
The earth lay cool and still
When suddenly, a tiny bird,
Perched on my window sill.
He sang a song so lovely
So carefree and so gay,
That slowly all my troubles
Began to slip away.
He sang of far off places
Of laughter and of fun,
It seemed his very trilling,
brought up the morning sun.
I stirred beneath the covers
Crept slowly out of bed,
Then gently shut the window
And crushed his little head.
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