‘This is Linda, my Myna bird’, Greg says, proudly bringing Linda closer to his phone screen.
Sam squealed, ‘Oh! She’s so cute!’
This was their second online date. Sam thought Greg was a gem. He seemed so kind and witty.
Linda his bird was squawking into the screen.
Sam frowned and cocked her head.
“I’ll just put her back,”Greg was saying.
“Forget it you ass-hole!” snarled Sam, clicking off.
So the idiot was already married and made a habit of luring young girls to his workshop for ‘dangerous liasons’. What a liar!
There were certain advantages to being a bird whisperer.
(C) – Vivian Zems