Being a flying asshole takes a lot of energy.

Bonus, they get to be flying assholes while getting said energy. Perfect food for them.

shouldnt of nicked me chip. simple as.

They had their own sources of food but then we built houses on top of the food

This was my dog. “I’m not a wolf anymore. I don’t care that you’re a vegetarian. Give me what you’re eating!”

Non-Australian bin chickens.

My friends and I went to the beach recently and had a little picnic with sandwiches. It was a cloudy day so we were alone and by the time we went to leave we had a whole flock of these guys all standing around bickering with each other impatiently waiting to get at our scraps. It was a highlight of my entire week, no sarcasm. I love birds.